That wasn't quite the boisterous greeting he had given, but he would take it. Most people were not nearly as enthusiastic as Lee. He had grown used to thinking of others as lack-luster.

He tilted his head, curious. "You did not have skin like me before coming here?" That was interesting, though Lee had to admit he only had met a very few people with skin any darker than his own. The darkest had been Facilier-sensei, and before him would have been Killer B. But he let the thought drop when she continued on.

He grinned, giving her a Nice Guy Pose. "Of course! I am always a Nice Guy!"

"You should eat," Lee insisted, eying the spatter she was making on their table. He took a bite of his pancake to show her. "It is good for you and will give you energy to seize the day! And it is better not to let food go to waste."

The shinobi nodded emphatically, eyes turning a bit serious. "I was only brought to this place the day before, so my escape attempt last night was the first I could ever have had here. I do not know what system they used to bring us back to our beds this morning, but it was quite effective. Perhaps the strongest jutsu I have ever encountered!"