There's a half moment where Crowley considers reviving it, then decides bring it in for food may not be the worst idea. He doesn't know a whole lot about the area's wildlife but even if its meat isn't tender, it could possibly be slow roasted or cooked into a stew.

"Sure," he replies with amusement, flashing Yondu a grin before miracling a sort of stretcher for them to carry it back with. "Then no one can say we didn't do our part." he shrugs, trekking over to the thing.