Lee's brows drew together, his body tensing the more Tenten, or whoever this was, talked. Not his teammate. A mind-transfer jutsu.

Lee gasped, clapping a hand over his mouth. Then that meant, that meant--"You are not Tenten!"

This was just what it was like with Gai-sensei and Iruka-sensei. Except Lee had no idea who this person was. So Tenten could be anywhere, and this person could be anyone, friend or foe.

Lee didn't even fall into a defensive stance, despite knowing he shouldn't let his familiarity with Tenten soften him to a stranger. Instead, Lee felt a blush overcome him at the removal of Tenten's pants. Knowing it was a stranger in her body made it seem like he was looking at someone else, despite appearances. It just seemed rude to stare.

Lee kept his eyes avert and swallowed down some fear rising in his gut for his lost friend. "Then... then who are you?"