"No, no, I think it's already done."

Russell shifts around so he's sitting against the door frame. It's a little more casual and comfortable-looking, but mostly it's the support while his head steadies.

"I don't think I remember anything new. All that dizzy pounding, and nothing."

He frowns at the offending object, then waves dismissively at it.

"I'll clean it up in a few, if it's not doing anything."