Diana looked at Eoin funny in turn, though hers was actually a funny look, seeing how she was perfectly awake and functional; she'd even had breakfast. At around 3 PM, admittedly, but still-- breakfast! Eggs and toast: certainly breakfast Foods. She smiled sadly at Finn as he pulled away from her. "Sorry... I just... get a little clingy sometimes...! When... I'm cryinng like this, usually...!"
She blinked at him, surprised, as he laid his hand upon, and then took it away from, the kettle. "Merlin, you must have a terribly high pain tolerance, Finn! Look at your hand! It's all burned -- and the kettle's whistling, you know!" She reached for the hand in question. "Here, I've got some Dittany, right here, we can apply this and it will be as good as new-- promise!"