"Not for myself," Stefan answers honestly. She can probably figure out for who. He'd ran around cleaning up Damon's mess the last time his brother freaked out and did the best version of taking off one could in this place, leaving random dead Extras in his wake. While Stefan had killed one before himself in a moment of overwhelming emotional turmoil in which he'd flipped the switch for the second it took an Extra to stumble upon him, he hadn't hid that body. Damon had sent him back to the house and taken care of that for him, because the brothers are screwed up and need so much therapy.

This, however, Stefan's doing on his own. He has to in order to preserve the bubble of secrecy he's wrapped around himself.

As soon as they're clear of the zoo, Stefan launches into a more appropriate speed; it takes him no time to reach the edge of the woods that make him feel as if he's back home in Virginia. He knows better, though. This is just a section of home, just like the boarding house. Virginia is so far away, and it wasn't until coming to Taxon did Stefan realize how much home meant to him. No matter where he went over the years, Virginia was always right there for him to return to whenever he pleased. He doesn't have that luxury here and it frustrates him more than he can bring himself to say.

He drops the body once he finds a spot. "Watch it. I'll be back." Again with the orders. Stefan disappears for a few minutes, returning with a shovel and gets to work with the digging.