"Ehh..." Stacia says, tilting her hand from side to side. "I would if I could. But usually we're fighting other werewolves and the like, and their stuff is pretty consistently cursed. Plus we can't leave their bodies lying around, because regular people don't know about us."

She sighs and pokes through the body's clothes. "It always sucks when someone gets caught in the crossfire, though. For someone to just vanish...it leave their family and friends in limbo. And that hurt can breed more monsters."