It was a small makeshift kitchen across from the shower room. It, of course, was nothing compared to what he had upstairs but for the situation they were in, it worked very well. He dreaded the thought of what state his home was in though there were no sounds that indicated unrepairable damage.
Almost everything he needed was brought down in a rush during the invasion but Hannibal managed as he always did. "Abigail has already done so. You can relax."