The look he gives her when he tilts his head up to glance at her from his spot on the ground is caught somewhere between fond amusement and slight ire for her impatience. Throwing the body to the tigers would've been an easy solution, but not one Stefan's quite willing to go with. There was too much of a risk of something going wrong and circling around to pin the kill on them.

"No." He shakes his head at her, glancing back to the body. There's still blood smeared all over his face, though his features have finally calmed down enough to let the more human façade claim dominance. "That would only bring on other inquiries; murder, the natives developing suicidal tendencies, accidents on the zoo workers' watch. Haven't you seen the tablets? The law enforcement here is itching to get their hands on something. Let's not feed the hand that could possibly stake us, Katherine."