"Hardly recognized me?" Alicia asked, her eyes going wide. "It's because I don't have mud on me this time, isn't it?" The last time they'd done anything relating to the Order involving a forest - when they had met at Bill and Fleur's - her jeans had a few rather ungraceful mud stains on them, courtesy of a few clumsy moments in the dark. Sure, it felt wrong to be joking in the face of what they were about to do, but the ominous weight was something that was likely to crush them all.
Her eyes shifted from Tonks to Dennis. They drifted over him quickly, curiously. He was taller, but at her miniature height, it wasn't a particularly rare feat to accomplish. It was how young he was that made her heart ache a little. War had always been like that, she had to reason with herself.
The change in his expression wasn't lost on Alicia. Her brows were tugged down, knitting gently in concern. She went so far as to take a breath to question it, but it was gone before she could form the words in her head. She let it out in a soft sigh, her hands sliding back into her pockets.
"Didn't you say that you'd been back here since..." Alicia let that thought trail, bright blue eyes shifting from her companions towards their destination.