Funnily enough, Tonks didn't care about attention either way. She'd get it, of course, thanks to wonky hair colours and her penchant for falling over (still-tied) shoelaces. But she neither craved it or hated it. It was what it was.
At least she got the attention because she chose to, and not because Death Eaters were out to curse her ass to next Tuesday. Anyhow! When Owen spoke, she was looking between the three and opening her mouth to ask just how well they knew each other. But Ianto was kind enough to anticipate her inquisitiveness! "Way back, I'd reckon. And nice to meet you, Owen." She paused, peering curiously.
"Bird that regurgitated people? Slimy!" What kind of magical creatures were they hanging about? And Tonks was totally convinced that these blokes were wizards. Maybe Canada had a Ministry..