Being the pinnacle of social sensitivity that she was, Tonks did the only proper thing she could do upon Lupin's revelation and choked into her tea.
Tonks stared at him as she let that sink in for a second. Werewolf. Remus Lupin was a werewolf. Huh. Here whenever Sirius had mentioned his friend's Furry Little Problem.. Well, she'd always thought he'd meant like. A particularly ornery cat or maybe a hamster with a foul attitude.
It actually.. Well it suddenly made a few things make sense. For one it explained how and why he'd managed to tick off so many people in the Ministry, and why he was pushing so hard for the werewolf legislations-- something which had not endeared him to the higher ups, to the point that she'd even heard his name grumbled along with some extremely.. Unhappy attitudes towards his activities within the DMLE itself. Still, though. She stared at the man with his gentle demeanour and kind smile. He certainly didn't quite.. Well he didn't exactly fit the whole Werewolf image she'd been introduced to in training.
She set her teacup down and said the most intelligent thing she was capable of, "And you're sure?" It was out before she could help herself and instantly she regretted it, wanting to drown herself in her tea.