It wasn't good form to interrupt someone in the middle of training. Not very safe sometimes, either...Some people were really into their routines, some groomed more intensely than others. It wasn't something Jericho himself could pick on too easily, so it was much safer to keep a fair distance just to observe, innocently as he could.

And, you know, perhaps somehow conquer the blank, white expanse of a page while he was at it. Drawing still things were hard enough, but a body in motion...it was hard to know where to even start. Circles, shaky shapes, smudged, half-erased lines...all brought to a stop when Jericho looked up again and saw he was spotted.

Oh.

He straightened up, blinking, quickly glancing about himself with as little motion as possible just in case he wasn't the one being addressed. But...that was pretty much certain; there was no one around. As his pencil was quickly dropped against the page, he nodded. Hello.