Lee had been contemplating several things in the park. Mostly he had been thinking about his lost sensei, but now that he had been given a chance to get a little of that angst out of his system his sort-of partner was at the forefront of his mind. Perhaps that was why he felt a slight pull to look up at just the right time. He caught a glimpse of the person he was thinking about, and immediately Lee dropped all plans of returning home or searching for food and moved to get closer.

A normal person would think to go inside the building and take the stairs. Not a shinobi, and certainly not Rock Lee.

Glancing about for a solution, Lee's eyes passed over all the resources he had available to him and his quick mind formed a plan. Getting a running start, Lee jumped up on a trashcan, leaped to the opposite wall of the alley, and, using that momentum, parkour-style vaulted up and across to the rooftop where Neji sat. Hardly having broke a sweat, Lee moved to sit nearby his teammate.

"Neji, we need to talk," he began simply, his gaze open and earnest.