"How could I not, is more like it." Stefan stood with a pleased grin and circled around the freshly turned vampire. It was nice to know that her self-control was pitiful, she'd definitely be a little ripper. "You'll be a perfect vampire. I don't know why I didn't change you earlier...," he mused, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his black wool coat. He cocked his head and examined her, then he was gone in an instant, and back with another person, a male this time that had the strange look of compulsion in his eyes. Stefan bit into him just like he had the girl and pushed him in Elena's direction as he bled. "Take another."