He did turn when she indicated, rocking a little on his toes. He sniffed some (being out in the cold and rain hadn't done his body any good) as he waited, but then spun back around when she said he could look, and the Cajun smiled brightly. "How 'dey smell, chere? Look clean. Bien." Gloved hands clapped together and he stepped forward with a nod. "Gonna sen' you uh note when 'm rea'y, d'accord?" asked with a lift of his eyebrows and a smile.
He really was desperate not to seem like a good guy, wasn't it? Were you putting two and two together, Tonks? Only bad guys didn't want to be lumped in with good guys. But he was so nice.