[ Claire smiles, though it's small, and she begins to rise. She remembers what this was like, the confusion and fear, the bit of curiosity she couldn't help. Needing to brace a hand on the table to keep from wobbling, she notes to herself that too much healing back-to-back seems to make her weaker, faster. It makes sense, and it was worth it. ]

You're welcome, Daisy. You can come back in the morning for breakfast if you'd like, or coffee and tea if you're not fond of food in the A.M.

[ As a doctor she should push for the most important meal of the day, but she's found people are going to do what they want anyway, so she's learned not to worry about it. ]

I'll let you ask anything you want and I promise I'll answer the best that I can.