(Hahah yup , i totally understand(Yeah, but I can't force Beatrix to do anything.)
(Don't question it.)

Lee finishing his stretches pulled out his swords, then paused. He had no idea how to go about practicing. With a sigh, he sheathed them again and began to pace, trying to remember any sort of training methods he used. Up until this point, he hadn't ever tried to access any memories, but now that he tried, he felt and almost impenetrable wall of soft foggy cotton blocking all of his attempts. The more he tried, the fiercer his headaches became and he gave up. Pulling out his swords, he swung them experimentally, hoping he would just move through the training naturally, trying not to question his lack of memories. He frowned, telling himself he should ask someone as he began to move through a few warming up poses.