Looking up, Tonks grinned widely and gave a nod. "Wotcher, then! And a hand would be fantastic." She stuck her own hand out at that point, hopping up without too much difficulty at all after the helping hand was given. "I'm a mite left-footed." The witch explained with a half sheepish smile, shoulder lifting up in good natured shrugging.
Amy was the first ginger she spoke with, the one who lived in the library right now. Which only served to remind Tonks about that muggle story and the children who lived in a museum. "Alright, then? I dunno if you saw, but there's another woman who's going to meet up. She flies with a spaceman too!" Which made Tonks wonder something else, "Are there many spacemen? I'd imagine so, considering space is so big. Still, that's fantastic to think about!"