"I do not think that many people were fond of either," Lee answered, with a shake of his head. He himself did not really care one way or the other. The elves did not bother him; the noise had not kept him from sleeping. And the only thing he did not like about the mistletoe was that he did not want to kiss anyone but Sakura-chan. Thankfully, however, he had not become caught by one of the plants.
Now that he was no longer training, Lee was starting to feel the cold. This spot where they stood was not two meters from where they had sparred the last time, but it pained him to think that Eliot-san did not remember it. Still, he knew better than to ask whether it looked familiar. Even if he had remembered, with the grass covered in snow this way, the area looked completely different.