He tilted his head so the bird missed and then mad a soothing sound, kneeling in the dirt and keeping his hand resting on the boy, pulling his chakra with slow care, not wanting to damage him, but he said nothing, nor did he lift a hand to try to batt the birds away. The animals were understandably distressed given the boy's state.

Still, given more energy from the steady influx of chakra, it made him able to better focus and widen his senses to what he was seeing without driving himself to collapse.

Then, he waited. He had nowhere to be, and he fed the chakra off to control of his other Paths so they could watch over things while he was busy.

If it took a while, then it took a while, and he knew words wouldn't help at this point, so he wouldn't use them until they did.