Skidding to a stop almost as instantly as the other individual did, the one problem that Tonks found that she had was that her feet refused to stay firmly planted on the ground, instead, hooking in next to each other and sending her tumbling the rest of the way forward and into him. Her cheeks colored the same hue as her hair as she managed to stumble backwards, offering him an apologetic smile.
"I really am dead clumsy. You'd think I could do something as simple as stop without making a right arse out of myself, wouldn't you?" Tonk said, raising a hand to rub nervously at the back of her neck. Great way to make a first impression, really.
Bugger. Who in the world was this, anyway? Tonks had only been half paying attention to the network. Not that those fuzzy little pictures did much of any help as far as identifying people that you didn't know went.