He had a point, she realised. Umbridge's decrees were nothing without the means to enforce them, and somehow Dora just didn't see many of her Auror mates joining in on the enforcing. Granted, there were other people and things that could help, but Dora had yet to see evidence.
The problem was, she didn't want to see the evidence, and she feared Umbridge did have it.
"I've not discussed the moons with him yet," she admitted. "I still don't feel comfortable with him transforming in the normal place. There're no wards and... well, I don't want whatever goons she may have coming after him when he's vulnerable. I'd rather have the wards of your place."
She stared at her feet. "Morag told me you're going to help Bill and Fleur if they need it. I just hope I haven't made it worse. Too late for that, but I'm glad you're going to help them." She'd not shown those letters to Remus yet and they sat tucked away in her pillowcase as she waited for the right moment.