Gaby tensed when Illya put his hands on her arms, but she did not shrug him away.
Homosexuality was not a foreign concept to her. There were two or three men in her ballet school and company that, while not exactly out in the open about their sexuality, had not been terribly discrete about it either. In spite of the lessons she had been taught in school and the unfathomable way her country's government had treated homosexuals during the Holocaust, Gaby had been raised in an intellectual household where she was taught to think for herself. And as it was, she did not have any particular feelings one way or another about same-sex couplings. But she did have a problem with the fact that neither Illya or Napoleon thought she was trustworthy enough to be let in on their secret.
"I can understand why you would kept it quiet, yes. But not from me. Did you really think I would hold it against you? Either of you?"