While she knows (of course she knows!) she still thinks it's a load of horseshit. "Sometimes attention finds you anyway, yanno. And it's not always a bad thing." But she shrugs off that particular part of the subject. She knows, and understands, the why's of it. But truthfully, she doesn't understand the who's of it. He's careful of who he lets in, at any age it looks like, but there is a small part of her that often wonders why not her. Still, Tonks knocks at the proverbial door, and one day maybe he'd answer fully.
Which is funny. Because there was a saying about wolves at the door, wasn't there? In this case, the wolf outside is really just a creature as curious as a cat. And pink-haired.
"Deflecting." She calls him out on it like she does his older version, cheeky and blunt. But lets him get away with it as well, also something done for his older half. Except for the times she chooses not to let him. "Not as much as you, of course. Though I didn't need much help in school for mischief." She grins and shows off a little, shifting her features from impish and decidedly Tonks to a perfect facial copy of Dumbledore. Her voice changed to sound like him as well. "One does not need help for what one naturally is." Trouble with a capital T.
And as easily as she shifted to their old Headmaster, she rights her features to be just Tonks. "First time I was in Grimmauld, I took the piss out of a portrait yelling obscenities. I shifted into his face and started professing my love for everything Muggle.." She smiles slyly at that, not regretting it for a minute. "Woke up mummy dearest, who then started yelling at that guy." Some stuffy ass great uncle or something. "That was fun."
It's a shame really that she can't share too many actually shared shenanigans. There wasn't enough time with Sirius. And the small troublemaking they did get into would be difficult to explain without explaining what sort of world she's taken a few hours holiday from.
"I didn't get to meet up with him proper until relatively recently, actually. It's one of the regrets I have. But lives took us other ways for a while, yeah? And I had to go and pretend to be mature enough to pass Auror training."
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Which is funny. Because there was a saying about wolves at the door, wasn't there? In this case, the wolf outside is really just a creature as curious as a cat. And pink-haired.
"Deflecting." She calls him out on it like she does his older version, cheeky and blunt. But lets him get away with it as well, also something done for his older half. Except for the times she chooses not to let him. "Not as much as you, of course. Though I didn't need much help in school for mischief." She grins and shows off a little, shifting her features from impish and decidedly Tonks to a perfect facial copy of Dumbledore. Her voice changed to sound like him as well. "One does not need help for what one naturally is." Trouble with a capital T.
And as easily as she shifted to their old Headmaster, she rights her features to be just Tonks. "First time I was in Grimmauld, I took the piss out of a portrait yelling obscenities. I shifted into his face and started professing my love for everything Muggle.." She smiles slyly at that, not regretting it for a minute. "Woke up mummy dearest, who then started yelling at that guy." Some stuffy ass great uncle or something. "That was fun."
It's a shame really that she can't share too many actually shared shenanigans. There wasn't enough time with Sirius. And the small troublemaking they did get into would be difficult to explain without explaining what sort of world she's taken a few hours holiday from.
"I didn't get to meet up with him proper until relatively recently, actually. It's one of the regrets I have. But lives took us other ways for a while, yeah? And I had to go and pretend to be mature enough to pass Auror training."