Tonks listened, mouth slightly agape. "And the town's name was 'Sunnydale'?" she snorted. "Bit ironic, yeah?"
She shook her head, folding her arms over her chest. "I don't know what to think about this," she stated, lowering her voice and giving a gesture. "Any of this, really. It's supposed to be 1997, for starters. I landed myself here on accident last week and I've yet to get back in touch with anyone back home. If there's even still a 'home' to get back to." Tonks shuddered a bit at the thought, but it ocurred to her then that Willow might have the information she had been so desperately seeking.
"I'm sure you lot out here have heard the news of what is--was, hopefully, at this point--happening in Europe. 'Course it sounds like you've kept rather...busy." She smiled faintly, though the worry was still written all over her face.