Isi had been wolfing down food since way before anyone had started praying. She was about as religious as rolled oats and wasn't fussed who knew it.<br/><br/>She also, likely due to her background on the streets and from having been inside, tended to eat rather quickly and mantle her plate a bit. Old habits die hard. She didn't however tend to eat all that much, and has up and cleaning then washing and putting away her plate and cutlery shortly after everyone else had finished talking to their 'imaginary friends' as Isi thought of things and started.<br/><br/>Isi was a law unto herself sometimes.<br/><br/>She did however return to the table and sit with everyone while they finished eating and as each one was done, take the plate and accoutrements and clean them as she had her own.