Yeah, Stiles was going to fit in just fine here. He made mental notes of times and what his schedule was going to be like. Not that in this kind of place Stiles expected he'd have much of a social life. Actually, in a way, that was kind of relieving. Not having to lie to parents and teachers and people who were his friends in junior high was kind of an awesome perk. It was, however, probably the only one. And he'd probably pay for it pretty heavily, because that was how this kind of thing usually worked, wasn't it?
"So patrol twice a week. And I don't mind full nights." He shrugged both shoulders at the moon night suggestion. "I definitely don't mind moon nights. I know werewolves." Actually, of all he'd ever met, a werewolf was the least of his concerns. Certain werewolves were scary as hell, sure, but Stiles knew the difference between what was werewolf power and what was all the person. Like why Scott would never scare him like Deucalion could. Because it was the person, not the species.
"Hey, at least I don't have to learn any fancy codes or anything." He straightened his back. "So patrols twice a week, research at the library, generally keeping an ear and eye out--anything else I need to know?"