"Oy, you really shouldn't use gender as an insult. My mum would have washed your mouth for that." Then again, her mother wouldn't have even blinked if he cursed. TO her, it was all about women's rights and equality.
Marlene smiled. "Fine, you've been dealing with idiots since I've died and you're suddenly remembering how efficient I am under my designer clothes." She kissed his cheek before fixing him his coat buttons. "I'm not dead anymore, and you're not doing this alone, Alastor. I've always had your back, and I'm going to do the same now, but I'm also your friend. I want you to remember that. I know you don't like talking, but you know that war isn't easy, and you will need someone, and I'll be there, and when I'll need someone, I'll just talk your ear off."
She put her left arm around him and the took her wand so she could Apparate them into Diagon Alley, right in front of the case. "Reservation is under Roberts," she told him softly before letting him go. He could walk slowly while she kept an eye on the Alley. He might be paranoid, but so was she, and she couldn't protect him if she was helping him walk.