Tonks sighed. She appreciated their concern, but really. "You're both acting like I'm a child who needs someone to stay home with them when they get sick," she said. "I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, you know."
But she knew a losing battle when she saw one, and she eyed them both despite her pounding head. "Mum, you have patients, and they're all loads more in need of your services than I am. It doesn't take a healer to get me settled on the couch and make tea. And Bill, you really shouldn't take the whole day off, but since you're both volunteering, then why doesn't Bill take the morning off--just the morning--and then Mum, once you're all caught up on all of your life or death issues, you can come stay with me after lunch. But neither of you are taking the whole day off. If you try, I'll Disapparate, and you'll never be able to find me."