( He's not completely familiar and doesn't want to characterize it wrong.
Stiles steps forward, raising a hand. "I found it first. I smelled the blood, I -- I followed the trail and found the body." He pauses, considering. "I couldn't stop myself from - from drinking. From him. But he was already dead, I swear."
"Stiles is right," Scott says, jumping in. "There are... fang marks, but there are also two small puncture holes, like he was struck with two needles. Stiles, it's okay." He gets it. "Today is his first big outing and he was doing good.")
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( He's not completely familiar and doesn't want to characterize it wrong.
Stiles steps forward, raising a hand. "I found it first. I smelled the blood, I -- I followed the trail and found the body." He pauses, considering. "I couldn't stop myself from - from drinking. From him. But he was already dead, I swear."
"Stiles is right," Scott says, jumping in. "There are... fang marks, but there are also two small puncture holes, like he was struck with two needles. Stiles, it's okay." He gets it. "Today is his first big outing and he was doing good." )