"I feel like I should clarify that at the time he married me I was only an immortal vampire, and it was his doing that I was even that."
Edward laughs and kisses her forehead.
Obediently, Bella conjures up a large, soft chocolate chip cookie and offers it to Chris.
"I have very wispy memories even of you, Mother," he says. "How old was I when Chris died?"
She assumes that he already knows the wispiness of those memories could be alleviated, and can decide what he wants to do about that in his own time.
"Are you a witch - do you have a magical power?" Bella inquires of Chris. "The Eos one has; I'm not sure how closely to expect templates other than my own to match."
"Up until I was just resurrected, I did not know that magical powers were a thing," says Chris.
"That doesn't rule it out, but it does make it less likely," muses Bella. "I didn't know I had mine until I met Edward." Pause. "He reads minds, by the way."
"Some people's powers appear from scratch on turning, some get stronger," Bella raises her hand, "some are basically unchanged but can be used more effectively by a vampire than they could by a human."
"It does not surprise me even a little tiny bit that Lizzie's kid turned out to be a mind-reader."
Bella smiles. And says, "And we have a daughter. Would you like to meet her?"
Presently Elspeth appears in response to brainphoned summons; Jacob is trailing her, as unobtrusive as he can be at his height. "Hi, Chris, welcome to one of many lands of the living. I'm Elspeth."
"Humph," says Jacob without heat.
"I can see I've got a lot to catch up on," says Chris. "But first things first: how do I make cookies appear out of thin air? Because that is a kind of magic I want."