"As long as it isn't a Death Eater, I'll be alright," Tonks murmured, her head tilting against his hand. "It's hard, being around the ones who just don't know, but it's worse being around the ones that do because they follow him."
Then she shook her head, turning to press a kiss to the hand that had stroked her cheek. "No more talking about work. How are you, luv?"