Tonks had been busying herself with a few small patrols at random occasions and trying to find more information. They were both for her own peace of mind, really, and also in hopes of being able to bring more knowledge to the collective table.
She was going to figure out what that entailed this morning, which was what she was contemplating as the table moved an inch closer to her and caused her to walk into it, when she heard her name.
Conscientiously side stepping the offending table, she hip checked the older younger Weasley in greeting. ""Wotcher, Ron! And that sounds ace. I also wanted to talk with you and Harry about a patrol schedule?"