[Timcanpy slowly reconstitutes himself, the debris sticking together and congealing again into the little gold golem, who shakes himself off violently when it's all done and flutters back into the air]
Tim is a golem. The magic that created him makes him reassemble if he's broken, or crushed, or eaten -- cats eat him all the time, actually. [Allen smiles a bit at Tim as he drifts up to their level]