Bellatrix leaned against a nearby tree, her arms still crossed, and just stared at her niece. Was she seriously just going to talk to her? Her eyes looked over Tonks, trying to figure out where she was hiding her wand, just in case.
"I probably would be, if you hadn't come from a sister who turned her back on her entire family for a mudblood." It was the truth. She had been paying attention to Tonks, all her relatives that were on the island really, and if she allowed herself to think about it, if Tonks had been raised in a proper family and still turned out the way she had, Bella would have been proud of her. But, that didn't happen, so she didn't let that thought distract her. She fidgeted a little to get comfortable leaning against the tree and coincidentally, found her fingertip able to touch her wand handle. She wasn't going to let her niece distract her with frivolous conversation.