Tonks, though there was something in the back of her mind which told her something was off, kept a smile on her lips. She usually told herself to trust her instincts, but there was nothing strange about the woman other than a hint of hesitation and that could have simply been shyness. She shook off the thought, used her hand to dust off her bottom, and nodded to the blonde reassuringly.
"Fine, really. I'm used to it. Never been the most... Graceful of beings." And then the woman offered the question of Missus, and though it was not a term Tonks had really ever come to use, the inquiry certainly made her smile even wider. She even blushed, if just a bit, her blue eyes tilting down to the ring with that quiet look of pride. "Missus indeed. Sorry if... I... it's just... Fresh. Married last month, so..." Tonks was still the blushing bride, literally.
Finally, remembering her manners, Tonks offered her right hand towards the woman. Not the hand with the ring, of course, as it rested upon her left ring finger, the proper position with a supposed line to the heart. Her right hand was good for shaking, though! "Nymphadora Lupin. But everyone just calls me Tonks."