She could bow, or not, depending on how she felt. Trunks didn't really expect others to recognize customs he was used to or not. Not when it was clear so many of them were from so many different places.

A look back at his work, and Trunks honestly wasn't sure how long he'd been at it at this point. Bucket placed, down, one hand moved to rub the back of his neck, a hint of nerves but also as he tilted his head, a bit of a stretch.

"A few hours? I needed the distraction." Okay, yeah definitely needed the distraction, as Trunks rolled his head a bit, then shrugged to loosen his shoulder-muscles with the break.

"I claimed a room at the far end, but otherwise have just been focusing on getting it all cleaned for everyone else."