Listening to Felix puts Isidor back into a comfort zone everyone else tries so hard to get her out of. When he speaks, she knows exactly what he means by what he's not saying and that's an unspoken conversation she can engage in. It doesn't even occur to her to question just how the other mage came across this layered language, it happens so naturally.

She waits a moment after he's finished speaking to consider her reply. "Honest to those around me, but not to me. At least, that's what I suspect. If he really has an issue with god worship I doubt he'll let me know until the last possible moment." Her lips tug upwards, narrowly avoiding wrinkling her nose as her finger touch the 'delicate' necklace she wears.