"Quite." He replied to the first, it was all he had, really, because it was a horrible sound. While he'd mostly managed to bring himself back to something stable again when Charles' line of questioning followed and he shook his head, "We cannot simply leave it here, Charles, it's too dangerous. Yes, for now it's trapped, but it is also a poltergeist, an angry spirit, leaving it here wouldn't simply be dangerous and irresponsible, it would be cruel."

He was wheezing faintly again by the time he'd finished, he'd forgotten, really, just how much breath speaking normally took, let alone his usual tirades, and cracked ribs didn't make that any easier. He took another deep breath, forcing himself to settle again, "At least if it's banished it's in the hands of the Department, they're better equipped than we are." It wouldn't be the Lost and Found, at least not likely, but there were other Departments, as they'd learned being somewhat-official employees.