Eight nods slightly, giving the girl an curious tilt. She was smart, that much was for sure. Eight hadn't shown that trick to anyone, so the fact that she was able to find her was very impressive indeed.

Not wanting to bring any more attention to herself, she instead drew her attention to the flaps of paper hanging against the wall. Her one lone drawing showing itself as a representative of what she would like the mural to be.

"I was hoping to see people paint their homes. And I wanted to give them their privacy." Or sense of privacy, in this case.