Dora nodded ever so slightly. She readjusted her grip on him, pulling away slightly so that she could stare direction into his eyes. "Thank you, Remus," she said quite sincerely. Her short arms wrapped around his shoulders and she had to get up on her knees to hug him properly; she really was much shorter.
Even as she buried her face in the crook of Remus' shoulder and inhaled his scent deeply, she could still smell the stench of death lingering throughout the house.
"Remus?" Dora said. "Can we... I need to get out of here. I really can't take this... I'm-- the smell."