Hank's grip was lost after he hit the wall, his face hitting effectively as well and sending his glasses crunching and falling to the floor. The young man let out a grunt as he felt fangs sink into his hand, but he pulled it away just as quickly, stumbling back. Ok. Sheet did not work....
Bakcing up he held up his arms, trying to make himself as big as possible.
"Hey!" he said, loudly as possible. At least most of the other people were gone from the area. He moved himself into the wolf's vision. "Hey, calm down! You want to get out, I want you out. Calm down so I can help you!" he said. He didn't know why he was trying to communicate with a wild animal, but something was off about this one. Something that made him hope communication migt, for whatever reason, be an option.