"If there are any who require assistance in their pursuits of the Occult, or those among us who... are not so socially adept..." Sinead began slowly, "I am pleased to be of assistance to the family, and am more than happy to simply have company at times."
Truly, it was all she really had to offer to her clan at that moment, though given the general predisposition of the Haunts the notion of offering tutelage with regards to social situations wasn't entirely common. Perhaps they would find it of some value. As the Priscus announced the rather off-putting Sir Baldwin as Clan Whip, she smiled a little bit and offered an inclination of her head to him in congratulations.
"Go gently into the Night, Miss Rebane," she smiled to the albino woman courteously. "And may we meet again when the Daystar sleeps."