Green eyes lowered down to look at the time turner when she produced it -- that probably would have been a great thing to show to him first thing off, but no one could have blamed Tonks for not assuming she was dead in the future. The time-turner was too familiar looking to Harry and he exhaled slowly, shoulders rolling back before his eyes looked back up to her face.
Well. At least he wasn't going crazy.
"I'm not going to want to talk." He assured her, because he knew that right off the bat. He didn't want to talk now, he wasn't going to want to talk tomorrow. Not even for.. well, the fact that this was Tonks did have a little bit of pull, but it wasn't going to be enough, unfortunately.
Her request for a hug, however, made Harry's hand fall down and he held his wand at his side, glancing down at the time turner again before he shrugged up his shoulder once. Yeah, whatever. A hug goodbye. But she'd be doing all the hugging.