Unlike Matt-san, Lee had no wish to show off his scars. He had many of them, practically covering his hands and forearms, and no bandages any more with which to hide them. But instead of putting his arms behind his back, he smiled. "It is good to meet you, too."
When Matt-san asked what he was practicing for, Lee had already opened his mouth to answer that he was a shinobi, and he had to train when ... he heard a voice coming from the ground below. He looked down at Matt-san's rollerblades and then shook his head. It had to be some kind of trick. Rollerblades did not talk. Summoned animals -- like Gai-sensei's tortoise, Ningame -- yes, but rollerblades?
"How did you do that?" he asked, looking back up at Matt-san with wide eyes.