Papers were moved, shifted over so that elbow can be placed to desktop and chin rested in open palm while she regarded Moody. "I want to be just like Moody when I grow up." She even switched to his gruff voice and inflections, grinning impishly all the while. But after her goof-off Tonks lifted her eyebrows and shrugged a little. Back to her own voice.
"Short of it is that Voldemort's a sod and like hell Imma let him hurt anyone else." Tenacious, if nothing else. "Long of it is my son is grown-up, my husband at an age he doesn't remember me and sometimes I think he thinks girls have cooties," Last part thrown in with a chuckle. She'd observed that Remus was a little more at ease with the boys. Was what it was. "And my best mates are older and with lives of their own." She didn't sound bitter about it, not anymore. Tonks and self pity didn't get on well. "Makes a bird feel all obsolete or something." Drolly.
"Honestly, Moody. I just want 'em safe. And I can do that here. Or try to anyroad."