It wasn't often that two things went wrong in one house at the same time — an instrument out of tune and a grandfather clock going utterly haywire at the same time was so unlikely, Siobhan wasn't sure she'd been to a house where both existed. At least they were both in the same room at the Parkinson house, and thus did not require them to be led from one location in the house to another. There had been incidents of multiple clocks going wrong at once, but those were always in separate rooms. This was the family's primary parlor. The contents of the parlor alone must've cost near as much as the Hanrahans' entire home — not that Siobhan would ever admit to jealousy. But she felt a twinge of it.

Siobhan, of course, was just Vincent's built-in transportation and assistant on these house calls. She really had little to nothing to do personally, so as Vincent worked on the clock, she found herself admiring an art piece on the wall, hands neatly folded at her waist, until she spotted the youngest Parkinson watching them from around the corner. She knew Vincent had likely already noticed her presence — vampiric senses were the one thing she envied, though she wasn't quite ready to cross the line and give up her magic — but she knew it was up to her to greet the interruption. So she did, with a smile.

Miss Parkinson's glowing praise for their son, however, was not at all what Siobhan expected from the daughter of a known purist. Siobhan felt herself tearing up at the praise, though she blinked back the tears as best she could. "Thank you," she said thickly. "We are very proud of him." She, of course, had no idea that Jessamine was really after news of her son's welfare, nor that by the triggered waterworks, she could (and likely would) give the girl the wrong impression of Elijah's well-being. The only clue that he was all right was that Siobhan wasn't speaking in the past-tense, but then, did any parent ever want to refer to their child in such a way? "Sorry," she said after a beat, withdrawing a handkerchief from her pocket and dabbing at her eyes.