It was jostling being Apparated without warning, but she trusted Remus and was too emotionally numb to have much of a reaction. Blinking a few times when they arrived in her flat, she then began to self-consciously tidy up, or at least make the gesture of doing so.
"It's fine," she said with her back toward him. She bent over the couch, clearing a spot for both of them. Days-old Daily Prophets and dirty plates were in the way, but once she'd banished those to their appropriate locations, she gestured for him to take a seat. She did as well, but it was several long moments before she said a word.