If there were one thing that could make Isra lighten up, it was food. Isra impatiently moved up the line to get their meals, his mouth watering openly. Isra was practically jumping up and down over the prospect of food, he'd forgotten to grab a bite to eat before he'd left his father's. As the line finally shortened and Isra was at the head, he let out a loud woop and presented his tray. The smiling man and the smell of savory stew plastered a smile onto Isra's face, too. When his tray was pushed back to him filled with stew and bread, Isra resisted for a moment and thrust his hand out towards the chef, as to shake his hand. This is a man that he'd like to know better! With the smile still spread across his features, Isra began to speak. 

"Hi! Isra Aceline, nice to meet you! Thank you for the food, it looks delicious!"

 Though Isra wasn't fond of all of the noble pleasantries that he had learned from his childhood, there was no reason not to be polite. Definitely to the man giving out the food! As Isra turned with his tray now laden with food, he peered across the room for a place to sit. Spotting an open seat, Isra quickly made his way over to where Joseph and Jay were sitting and sat down. Plopping down his tray, Isra smiled at the two and introduced himself. "Hi there, I'm Isra!" Without really waiting for a response, he'd continue, "So what part of the military are you two looking to join? I'm gonna be in the Surve-...Mm!". Unconsciously, Isra's hand had moved down towards the soup, and as he was speaking he had gulped down a nice spoonful of it. His prior conversation abandoned, Isra seemingly forgot about the two he had sat by and focused all his attention on the soup, beginning to gulp it down greedily.