"From Beacon Hills, yeah. You're gonna want to put your mask back on now, he's going to start remembering what's happening soon." One of the helpful things about a mountain ash barrier is that it works no matter what form the shapeshifter is in, so they don't have to worry about the kanima bolting once it's in human form. The human form, incidentally, Stiles vaguely recognizes from having seen around the halls. He doesn't think they have any classes together.

His phone rings, and he's about to ignore the call when he realizes that it's coming from one of the packs he'd been trying to contact. "I gotta take this," he says. After a minute of conversation, he approaches the now largely-human and mostly-conscious guy in the circle and offers out his phone. "Look, uh, Cameron? Your alpha wants to talk to you. Do not get any leftover venom on my phone, I swear to god, I did not help trap your ass just to get paralyzed at the last minute by accident."

Which is probably not the most empathetic thing he could say, but it's been an unpleasant time.