Slow down little fella

This little one's had quite a traumatic experience this afternoon when he flew into my living room through the open French doors and then crashed into a window.
Truthfully I don't know who got the bigger fright, as I had been chilaxing on the sofa.

I startled him further when I attempted to rescue him from the windowsill. He took off down the hall and then crash into the french doors in my bedroom.

I was able to pick him up from the carpet where I noticed a cut about his eye.
I wasn't sure whether to attempt to clean it, I chose not to in case I introduced infection.
After a few minutes cupped in my hands he seemed to quieten down and I made my way back to the French doors in the living room. When I opened my hands, he instantly flew off into the garden and headed for the hedge.
I hope he'll be ok, I'll be watching out for him.