Hank and Nefertiti, and others
Hrafen had wanted to discuss with Nefertiti (and Michael) the issues at hand involving the Kindred. His people were about to undergo a horrific civil war, and no matter how anybody wanted to dress the words up to make them 'pretty', he knew what the last civil war looked like... and that was with the Camarilla taking over. Reginald was far more bloody in his methods.
He supported Reginald, but wanted to abide by Michael's preferences when possible, and he certainly wanted to help Nefertiti in her endeavors. Whenever he detected multiple supernatural creatures 'hating on' somebody like Nefertiti, it was one of a few things... usually jealousy, but also fear. When powerful creatures feared a woman, it was best to stay close, and keep his own eye on things. He didn't yet know which 'side' was the healthier option, but he knew there were definitely sides, and he needed to know which one was the one for himself (and possibly Michael).
Having contacted Nefertiti about a meeting between himself, her and Michael, Hrafen approached her abode, knowing that her servants would be around somewhere. He figured a simple booming voice might gather some attention,
"I am here." he said flatly at the door.