Stefan used the minutes she was away to sit up, pulling his jeans back up, mainly because it was more convenient than leaving them around his ankles. Still, he didn't bother fastening them up just yet. He looked up as he heard Elena coming back. Gently, he took the dead rabbit from her, watching her. He could tell she was a little sad and his eyes were full of sympathy. Eventually he put a hand out to gently stroke the white rabbit's fur, looking down at the little creature. They all had the deaths of defenseless animals on their hands, even humans. Whether it was right or not was a matter of opinion, but Stefan saw the price of the animal's death as a needed sacrifice to save the humans he would hurt if he gave into his darker nature. "Do you think she'd want to live without her mate?" he asked, looking up at Elena.