Throughout his practise, Legolas remains fully aware of his surroundings. Of people coming and going, stopping by to watch him, or talking in the distance. It would do him no good to completely shut off the outside world, but it's all something he keeps in the back of his mind, attention split between the shooting and any potential threats incoming. There was none, and he finished without an interruption. Only then, when all arrows he held in his grip were lodged in the trunk ways away, did he turn towards his audience of one.

It was with a smile, of course, a smile that could not hide his surprise at the woman's appearance. Of course he had seen such folk around here, already, but it was still a shocking sight, something he was going to get used to for sure.

"Greetings," he offered politely, clearing the surprise from his features and simply keeping the smile, "I should hope there is enjoyment in watching me shoot! Or am I, perhaps, keeping you from your own practise?"