Renee had never thought planning a wedding would be so stressful, but in the compound, it made it that much more difficult. How were they supposed to plan something around another person's agenda? An agenda that came with no schedule. On top of that, she still had to have words with Sirilla. She had yet to tell Sirilla of the rough patch they had went through and often debated if it would do them any good by disclosing that information. It had all come down to the lack of communication but all she wanted to do was tell Sirilla it wasn't her fault and it never was, even though at one point, she thought it was. Then there was the matter of her daughters and son. Children she had yet to meet formally. When it came down to it, the compound was a stressful and amazing place.
So amazing, that it allowed her the opportunity to spend some time with her alternate Tonks. Nobody could replace Eskimo. Nobody. But it didn't stop Renee from meeting a new friend.
Her smile widened as she approached the brightly coloured hair woman. "I'm here. Promise. I'm trying to fix the habit of running away." There was a bit of a laugh but something that was filled with bitterness.