The vision had become clearer as she'd talked it over with Edward, as sometimes happens—it helps when someone else is seeing what she's seeing—and when she hangs up, she's much calmer, thinking ahead to the plans they need to make, the preparations. It takes her a few moments to catch up to what Natasha is saying. She listens quietly as she sets her phone aside, and when Natasha looks at Alice, she reaches out to slip her fingers between Natasha's.

"I saw us," she says softly, eyes roving Natasha's face, taking in the human flush on her cheeks, her lovely deep eyes, the rise and fall of breath, all her micro-movements that will be frozen when she's turned. "I saw you, Tash, I saw us standing between Jasper and the Volturi. We're going to fight together." She tucks Natasha's hair behind her ear with her other hand. "I've seen you changed. You're so beautiful. I can't wait to meet you. ...but I'm not sure I..." She swallows, just thinking of how difficult it would be to bite Natasha, and she leans into Jasper's hand when he sets it on her shoulder.

"The Volturi won't be here for weeks," she says after a few moments of silence. "Carlisle and the others will come back next week. We don't need to do anything now. We still have time."