[She nods as she takes the wipe from him, tucking it back into her purse. His face is clean, but she leaves his hands.]
If non-supernatural people show up, you were trying to save him, not eat him.
[And it is a him. Laying behind them is a man in his twenties, with his throat torn out. It's hard to say which damage was done by Stiles and what originally killed him, but he doesn't seem to have any other wounds beyond the throat.]
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If non-supernatural people show up, you were trying to save him, not eat him.
[And it is a him. Laying behind them is a man in his twenties, with his throat torn out. It's hard to say which damage was done by Stiles and what originally killed him, but he doesn't seem to have any other wounds beyond the throat.]