He'd been told where to find his mother and after gathering up his courage, Isaiah was ready to meet her. From the things that Arva had told him, he wasn't surprised to hear that she was in the community center. cooking or cleaning. He knew she was neat, he had inherited that from her and he was excited to actually see her in person.
She wasn't hard to find, he heard a voice in the kitchen and he walked in to see her hard at work. For a moment, he just looked at her, searching for his own face in hers and smiled when he saw that he did look a great deal like her. "Hello?" he said, trying to get her attention. "I'm Isaiah. The told me I could find you here. You're....well you're Ella right? That means I'm your son." There wasn't a good way to say it so he just tossed it out there.