Mireille wondered if she knew how her twin came across. She should be able to read Odette better than she could. Had she just stopped trying to be a good sister? It hurt her to think about. Perhaps she should try to make better memories with them before everything happened. Maybe, if she felt some connection with her family, she wouldn't marry a half-blood nor a middleclass man.

As of right now, she didn't feel anything for her family besides... Some loyalty because of blood.

"I am sorry," She absentmindedly pulled a leaf out of her hair. Had that been in her fur and she just missed it? She'd probably have to cut back on going out as an animagi anyway. To much exposure. She really didn't want to get caught.

Perhaps she should've registered when she'd first transformed, but now it was two years later and she wasn't sure if she could lie at the Ministry about when she'd first transformed.

"I haven't been thinking about our family's reputation." she stated awkwardly. "That's going to chance." she murmured under her breath. She made up her mind to take after Odette, at least for a little while.

Her late night meeting with Earth had made her realise she didn't know what she was getting into and that she was, in a way, just as purist as her sisters..