As she moved over to where he was working, he had eaten some of the polish sausage, bread, and cheese with pauses to take a sip of his canteen.  He had noticed the other people exploring the ruins.  They did not have the look that that pop of color had added to the scene, so he continued to eat.  Leaving some of the meal for later, he wrapped the items back up and put them back in his backpack.

Standing back up, he took his jacket back off and laid it down over the backpack.  He liked his arms free as he painted.  Chilly or not, he was usually too focused on the image he was creating than the temperature.  Rain, that would cause him to pack it up, but a little cool weather was not a worry for him.  He did leave the sleeves down though as he was not completely impervious to it.

He began to add paint to the surface of the canvas when he heard the woman behind him.  Glancing over, he saw it was the woman he had offered the canteen to earlier.   He turned back to his creation.  "If that wee flash of green there is yu, then aye." 

People often would go to parks, beaches, and other places to paint the scenery and people around with much more detail in the face than he could in this distant capture of her there.  He was not going to worry about it. 

"If yu are wanting a commission, then I will be in the area for a while."  That is what most people came up to ask him like this.  Though he doubted who he was had been spread out in Whitby.  In London or Scotland, it would have been spread among art collectors and other artists.  He had even been invited to the Colonies to show some of his works.  He wasn't sure if he wanted to go that far away, maybe one day, but not yet.