Somehow in all this mess of chaos, Liz makes out familiar voices coming from those animals that she'd rather eat than talk to. She suppresses instinct as she shakes her head. "...not again." She coughs, a bit disgusted in herself for devouring a live bird in one bite. It's...hell, she'd do it again, no denying it.

"So not a pregnancy craving." The tiger looks around as the area of the zoo clears out. Doesn't take her long to figure out which is which between the boss and the boyfriend. "Hell...talk about irony." If tigers could chuckle, Liz would be doing that but it comes out more like a loud purr when she gets a look at Owen. "You guys, we should maybe think about getting under cover. We're zoo animals...in a zoo. Someone's gonna come tranq us and lock us up and then we're really screwed."

Liz looks back at her things torn to shreds on the ground, including her belt with her gun still on it. She's not leaving that behind, or a few other things like the gifts Owen's given her, even if he is literally being a total ass. A few moments of tedious clawed scraping and she'd got everything in the belt and the belt in her teeth. "We really should get going and find everyone else, you know?"