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Dora Tonks is (polymorphic) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

She had no clue of that, but neither expected him to answer truthfully if he would. So while Tonks had no reason to believe that Remy was lying, she also wouldn't be that surprised if he was. A little hurt, maybe. But that was just how she was.

"Oh tea..I'd murder for a cup." Maybe not that extreme, but the English witch sure could use some. She was chuckling though, at the idea of having tea with the enemy. "If you have lunch, spit in their sandwich for me." She was young still, and her bouts of spite came out in mischievous ways. She showed her wrist, with the pink plastic that was..really..quite Tonks-like. She might have even picked it out in another time and another place.

"I'm not a fan, normally. But when you ain't got one in a general sense it is kinda nice!" She was just wary as to why they had gotten such a gift. If one could call it that.

"Why d'you hang round here all on your own?" Out of the blue.