Peter snorts, noting that Stiles is indeed doing fine. Now they can get back to their business. He opens his mouth to advise on baiting them when Stiles pushes something in his hand. He frowns at the vials as the boy speaks.

"Of course." he whispers to himself, frowning. This plan was something they have only discussed fleetingly. Yet, there it is. "Stand back then and get prepared!" he growls, already shoving Stiles away from the water and opens the vials.

Though as Peter throws them they break on the rocks, probably coloring the waters also, but it's not visible in this darkness. The wolf also realizes he did not hesitate on acting on Stiles' plan. He trusted him, with his life. with their lives...

But there's no time to think about that when something angry, ugly and precious is crawling out of the water, bleeding heavily. So Stiles managed to cut the one who grabbed him. Peter is also ready to add some of his own.