He's easy enough to shoo back, at least.

"I think I crushed its bones pretty good," Tannusen notes, openly interested in the proceedings. "Can it fix them enough to move around properly?"

Curious if there'll be anything ghostly involved in this procedure, he pulls his glasses from his coat pocket and slips them on. Nothing here? But over there--

Ah, that's interesting. He blows a kiss at the empty air back the way they'd come.