"She's the main reason," Rosalie told him, beginning to lace his fingers between his before realizing that he would probably need that hand to eat. Especially steak. "I try to be careful, but she can change how she looks, we think, and it makes it hard." There were some circumstances though- Rosalie wasn't going to hold onto her caution if the people she cared about were in danger.
She used a fork to pick up one of her tortellini shells and chewed it slowly. "Do you think that what happened with the fairy tales will happen again?" Rosalie asked him when she was free to talk again.