It was probably the angelic side of him mixed with how he'd been raised, but Isaiah was generally a decent guy. Of course he talked a lot of shit when he was on the rugby field, or if someone challenged him, but who didn't? Isaiah liked Rose so far, and the fact tha his mood improved at all was a good thing. Every little bit was a good thing in his book. "Oh, I know I will," he said, chuckling at the thought of besting his dad in the kitchen, "just don't tell him that."
He took a seat across from her, setting down his drink and half-finished food. "I'm glad you suggested it, actually," he admitted. "It'll be good to have an impartial ear to talk to who doesn't have an opinion on the whole thing." Because god only knew that everyone here at the Nest did, at least when it came to Sai's love life. "What kind of food do you like? Steak? Pasta? Seafood?" After all, he had to know what to order for her, after all.