Tonks, directionally and gravitationally challenged as she already was, was nearly ran over by the twister that dashed passed her the minute they got to Hestia's house. Shapeshifter met floor as the old friends hugged across the room, and Tonks didn't bother getting up for fear of ruining the reunion, grinning despite herself. "Wotcher, Charlie." Laughing, she started to get up. "Uh, Hes? You might want to ease up there. Can't have you choking the air of our mate, can we?"