"I'll let Gawain make his own revelations, yes, but I need to push to be on that team and he is the one to make the decision. So I will not back down on that matter, though I will be careful otherwise. We shall see what happens in tomorrow's meeting. If I am late again, do not worry. If it's going to be longer than an hour or two, I promise I will send an owl, but I suspect that a lot of late nights are in the future after this. You should go to the Order some more, if you can. I'm sure they'll need the assistance also." The thought of him sitting here, alone, just waiting for her, well, it rather broke her heart. So she did the best thing she could think and asked him to go where he was needed. The Order's meeting place was never really empty and, if an emergency should hit, at least he would be there to assist.
Now, business conversation over, and he clearly picking up on the fact that Dora wasn't okay, Tonks couldn't avoid the last bit of news any longer. As much as she'd love a dream world where she could wait to tell him, she respected him more than that. She loved him more than that, and he deserved to know. She fell oddly quiet at his question about if she was really okay. She almost didn't know how to answer. For a few heartbeats she looking anywhere in the room but his eyes. Her fingertips never left his side, though. Her other hand even stretched over, reaching her smaller fingertips to take hold of his palm. She swallowed tightly. She didn't know how to start.
"I... I am okay. I think. I mean. I'm not... sick. We're all upset. It... There..." She really didn't know how to broach the issue. Her eyes pressed tightly shut, forcing back an odd sting that pounded behind her temples. "There is something I need to tell you, Remus..." She began quietly. Her heart thundered in her chest. It almost stopped her throat, making it hard to continue with words.