Emmeline smiled wryly at that comment. "Yes, it is their fault," she said, glad that Hestia was taking that stance. It was so easy to blame oneself for making the mistake that got them caught, or for breaking under torture. It didn't sound as though Hestia had been broken, though, so she could take pride in that. "I think Remus and Tonks have moved now, or are working on it," she said. "So that's not a concern. This isn't their house, this is a safehouse-- set up and warded by children, but they did a surprisingly good job. I helped to strengthen the wards, just in case."
She knew that she was holding herself in check, emotionally speaking, and she tried to move past it, reaching out to hug Hestia. "If that's all they know, then I don't think we've got anything to worry about. Not more than before, anyway." She left a hand on Hestia's shoulder when she pulled away slightly. "Except for getting you back to health."