Tonks smirked when he tried reassuring her, "That's still.. Pretty bad," she nodded earnestly, then stopped as she realised that had come out out loud. Tonks was about ready to apologise for her insensitivity when she decided running away to the kitchen would be a safer bet, at least before she could shove her foot too far down her gullet. Sure it may have seemed like a weird time to be playing house and making tea, but it really was the least she could do for him.
When she began raiding the cabinets for his tea she just told herself they were Sirius' cabinets to make herself feel better about just.. Inviting herself to fumble through someone else's things. "Then you've heard more from him than I have," she called back as she found the tea, "I haven't so much as gotten a bloody word from that damned mongrel." Tonks sighed, hexing the water into a boil, "Someone needs to tell him what happened, if only for Harry's sake. My cousin may be a gigantic git when he wants to but you know how he is when it comes to that boy. I think Harry needs him now more than ever." Tonks took the water and added the tea and extra ingredients, taking it carefully back into the living room. She smiled as she set it down before Lupin, trying hard not to snoop over his shoulder at the journal until she realised he'd already closed it. "Speaking of which, any word from Harry?"