"Sirius' family house." Not a home, though Molly tries her hardest to attempt that feeling. "We stop in there from time to time." Not a lie. Not the full truth.

There is a small part of her that wants to explain more. However entangled he is and will be in the situation, Remus as it stands is also an outside party. Not fully entangled yet. And she knows that she would appreciate what he has to say on matters at hand.

The far larger and louder part of her refuses though. Not only does that have unknown consequences, but she's loath to put all of her own burdens on him. This is not a case of burdens shared, burdens lessened in the slightest, and wouldn't be fair to the poor man at all.

So instead, she falls quiet for a few minutes..not quite the same comfort as usual, but not uncomfortable either..and takes another drink. It's then that she notices that somewhere between them getting their drinks and talking, a goblin had come in and was playing the piano.

It's a jaunty little number at the moment, which makes Tonks grin a little and catch Remus' eye. "C'mon." Up she gets, grabbing his free hand and giving a little tug to get him up as well. A little dance never hurt anyone.

Except maybe Remus' toes. But she'll warn him after he gets up.