"I don't think I would be against that," Isobel said softly, lifting her gaze to Katya's own, giving her a warm, yet shy smile. "More than friends, I mean. But.... we'll see what happens, won't we?" There was another soft sigh and she shifted, stretching her arms over her head and then back down to her lap.
"What are you going to do about your... husband, is it?" Isobel grinned this time, giving her a knowing little look. "Don't let anyone pressure you into things if he's not what you really want."