She eyeballed him in mock suspicion, eyebrows lifting. "You're a right considerate killer, doin' laundry and creating a washroom of sorts." He was shifty, there was no doubt about that. Sort of reminded her of Mundungus Fletcher. Except cuter. Took more baths. So she was assuming that Remy the Cajun did some side...business..of sorts. Moody would have a field day with this bloke.
Thinking about her mentor and fellow Order member made Tonks smile a bit. She missed them all terribly. But hadn't allowed herself to focus on them. Had to focus on surviving here first. "Oh, me? I chased and caught cheeky buggers like you." Replied with a wry smile and a shrug. "I'm an Auror. Sort of like a police?"