Disapproval and annoyance Fionn could understand; womenfolk didn't like having nervous fathers around at childbirth. And from Portia's words, it was clear that this wasn't Harold's first... 'visit'.
The woman's anger and fury, though, caught the young mage off-guard and made his reply wither and die before it could be formed into actual words; Portia was worried - and while a certain amount of worry was to be expected by anyone in a house in the middle of childbirth, the cast of her eyes hinted a something more.
And, though Fionn would rather forego eating for two weeks than admit it or - even worse - put it in words himself, being dismissed so... off-handedly... was both vexing and baffling. Instinctively, the young mage's eyes flicker to the staff in his hand, as if to reassure that he did carry the distinctive implement both he and Alex favoured.
When Fionn finally overcomes his bafflement, words tumble from his lips, even as the door is being slammed closed. "I might not have Hanna's skills but healing is part-" The young mage's mind finally caught up with what he was seeing and, speaking to the closed door, slowly finished his sentence. "of my gift."
He continued watching the door for a long moment, then made a sour expression. "Well, that went well." he mumbled before turning to the soon-to-be father and replying. "Come, Harold. Unless you want to force your way into the house, there's not much we can do. And Portia might just decide to vent her frustration on you with her broom, if you remain here..." Fionn studies Harold's face for a moment before putting an arm around his shoulders and beginning to guide him away from the house. "Come on. You need a cup of tea - preferably laced with... ah... a 'restorative tonic'."
Standing in front of Portia's door certainly wasn't going to help and forcing their way into the house was out of the question. As much as Fionn disliked leaving this puzzle unsolved, no, even unexamined, there wasn't much he could do at the moment. Calming down Harold and staying in the area were, while not satisfying, at least not harmful.