Heather would be the first to admit she didn't know much about the world Tonks came from, and she was kicking herself for not having Sam give her a proper lesson on it all when things were still alright between them. He'd been the big Harry Potter buff. But that didn't matter much when it all boiled down to it. Tonks was a friend in need, and Heather would see to it that she helped her. That was it. The rest, well...she assumed this wasn't the end of it, but she would do whatever she could.
She found herself staring off at Cian while Tonks spoke, watching him closely. She was still gazing at the baby when she replied. "You can stay here until things calm down. There isn't anything for a baby around here, but we can make do for the time being." She glanced up with concern written into her features all over again. "Should someone stop him? Or try to?" She couldn't imagine it being a good thing with a werewolf busting down doors to massacre people.