"Cellar. Under the Kitchen. Down the corridor" Eterna said sharply, out of urgency rather than cruelty. She didn't want to rip his throat out, she didn't care a jot about whether he lived or died other than the inconvenience it would bring regarding informing Laura who wouldn't be best pleased. Not draining him was of her own interest, the effects of drinking from a human directly were unpredictable and rarely positive.