Isobel worried at her bottom lip as Katya examined her palm, wondering idly how the woman could see anything just by looking at it. The talent was absolutely beyond her and Isobel was perfectly okay with that. Leave it to the experts, after all.
But when that bit of news came, she couldn't help the way her eyes widened, pulling her hand back before looking off to the side. "He... he's different from most guys that I've talked to," she said softly, lacing and unlacing her hands together multiple times. "Yeah, I like him, but I don't think much'll come out of it. He's got his... science and stuff, and I don't think he has much time for anything but that. And it's okay. I didn't move here to find myself a man or anything." Which was the truth, mostly.