Lucy was not dealing with her own cravings at all well. She was much younger than the other two vampiric entities and, whilst not initially starving, the scent of promised nutrition had been what guided her here, in the first place. All of which effectively guaranteed that, three days in, the hungering thirst was starting to hit her particularly hard.
She had isolated herself from most, claiming the onset of an ailment. For mysterious sights and sounds, over all, were better than succumbing to the urges she knew to be welling up inside of her. All in all, it was driving her quite mad and, as of now, the girl was in severe need of a distraction.
When the door was heard, it was something Lucy could not avoid and made her way, as quick as she could, to the source of it. While she said nothing, the vampiress did hover nearby in silence, remaining watchful.