Sanzo lowered the gun from his last round of gunfire to assault the unfortunate stump Cassian sat on at the sight of the birds. He lowered himself back down to the ground with a grunt, some of the fight bleeding out of him along with some blood that was still bleeding out of him too. There was a lot of blood at this point, he was sick and pale and completely determined to still be an asshole despite that.

"There. Handled." See, his healer is here. No need to worry.