"Do you not know? He was being kind of obvious about it. Remus, too." Tonks swallowed, her mouth feeling a little dry. "It's a bit like when you called me Dora after I asked you not to. I pointed it out, you apologised, and it was fine. I knew it was just a mistake, I wasn't going to hold it against you. Touchy issue for me, touchy issue for him, we all have our things, right?" She smiled, attempting to lighten the mood a little.
"I think it was the pushing back that set him off properly. And no, you didn't know, but – you can ask, yeah? Maybe not, hey want to talk about Azkaban, but... hey Sirius, how are you?" A sigh spilled out, long and heavy, and her hand went to twirl around the stem of her glass. "Between you and me I think a 'hey Sirius, how are you?' would go a long way from any of us right now."