"Jeepers!" says the vampire.

"Quite. Just to confirm, you are in fact a vampire?"

"What are you, a flipping Jedi, put me down!"

"I asked you a question first," Ellie points out reasonably. "I'm owed an answer before you are."

"Put me down!"

Sigh.

"If I put you down, will you answer the question?"

"Sure, whatever."

And plink! Gently down goes the vampire-presumptive.

The vampire presumptive attempts to flee into the night.

Annnd it is dragged back to its starting position, less gently this time.

"Let me go crazy witch lady!"

"You're not really providing me with much incentive to do that."

Snarl.

"All I want is for you to answer a few questions for me, then you can go on your way."

"You some kind of cop? Am I bein' detained?"

"No, not law enforcement, just an interested visitor. You are not detained in the legal sense, but I'm not going to put you down again."

The vampire folds her arms and scowls.

"Would you prefer I take us somewhere quieter and begin ripping your extremities off one at a time?"

Hisssss.

"Answer with words, please."

"Go fall in a hole in Cleveland and die."

"Somewhere quiet it is, then."

Ellie lifts them both up into the air and flies out of town to a hillside she noticed early.

"Which hand is your dominant?" she asks as they touch down.

The vampire clears her throat and then starts screaming at the top of her lungs.

Ellie clamps her jaw shut.

"Let's start with the left, then. If at any point over the next period of time you wish to become cooperative, simply indicate this by nodding your head frantically."

She stretches out the vampire's left arm towards her, hand open and fingers spread. Then she begins applying precisely directed telekinetics to each of the bones in the hand, starting with the distal phalanges and working inwards towards the wrist, shattering them into pieces.

The vampire manages to produce a high pitched shrieking noise through her teeth. Ellie doesn't have to go through very many bones before she receives frantic nodding.