With a smile, Remus laid a hand on Tonks' knee, his thumb rubbing small circles over the kneecap. "I saw how you looked a few days ago," Remus remarked. "I admit I damn near Owled your Mum even though you'd have murdered me if I did." He said nothing about the moon. He would wait to see how she was feeling before he said one way or another. He'd worry too much otherwise, but then again, when didn't he worry?
"I still cannot believe I haven't caught what's going around," Remus replied. "I still feel... absolutely fine." He shrugged his shoulders. "The fatigue is setting in, but it's nothing I don't usually have before the moon so I don't think it's whatever you had. If I didn't know better, I'd say the fact that I'm what I am saved me but I don't have that kind of luck."
Remus grinned and reached for his tea cup, setting yet another warming charm upon it. "Are you well enough?" Remus asked, raising an eyebrow. "Or is it more likely that you're well enough to convince Andromeda to bake one for you?"