Caught slightly off-guard by the idea that someone would intently watch her at all, Rukia came to a quick stop in her motions and blinked in the direction of the man. She wasn't dressed for optimal practice — the denim capris she wore were a bit restrictive at best, although her t-shirt proved easy to move in — but the idea was, after all, to make her look like a casual artist.

She grinned quickly enough, a purposefully shy expression before she clasped both of her hands before her and offered a bow in gratitude.

"Thank you," she said, wondering if there was anything inappropriate in his attention. On this front, the clashing of cultures in Darrow made it hard to understand other people at any given point. "I didn't know that anyone was watching."