Gawain almost shook his head at how naive Savage still was. It was gratifying, in a way, that she still was so idealistic. But still, she needed seasoning yet, and he had a sick certainty that this war would do that.
Taking out his wand, he cast a quick charm so they couldn't be heard. Once it was up, his shoulders relaxed a bit. "Probably not. In the last war, there were many who were working for the other side, remember."
He looked at the two of them and then felt his age. He hadn't fought in the last war either, but still, he well remembered it. They'd been but children. Which made his odd fascination with Tonks even more disturbing.