Fortunately, Kyo wasn't the only one that was lost. Taiho too was a lost Genin without any sense of purpose or direction, however Taiho was lost because of a different reason. His specification letter, which detailed all the information related to his future team assignment, had been stolen. Luckly, Kyo had at least seen such a letter. So, as Taiho started to walk by, Kyo offered a gesture that attracted the young Genin's attention. It was a fortunate coincidence that Taiho walked clean by Kyo, whom would be able to recognize Taiho, even with all the injuries. They were both in the same place, had the same assignment, and at least Kyo knew exactly what Taiho looked like. That made the both of them a little less lost, despite equally being without direction.

Taiho was still as beaten and battered as a boy that was pummeled would be and, which Taiho immediately noticed, Kyo looked a little sweaty and smelled of iron and firewood. Taiho was highly observant, contrary to how he outwardly appeared, and saw all the minor tell-tale signs that gave away Kyo's occupation. The ridged knuckles from holding a hammer for long periods, the tan around the face, from looking down at searing hot metals, and the broad shoulders from the arduous work of smithing were all obvious for Taiho, but would have been missed by anyone else that offered a quick glance. That was all coupled with the smell. Especially the boy's hair, which really smelled like iron and wood fire. He was a smith, clearly. Taiho knew nothing about the boy's family, particularly, but his high height and his stature told Taiho that this boy was from the Yoru clan, a clan of smiths. Taiho never associated with one before, but he saw them moving about the town from his window sometimes and, when he did actually go outside, he saw a few of them lugging large, heavy bands of materials on their stocky shoulders. The impression Taiho always had was that they held some natural strength about them.

Taiho didn't introduce himself outright, instead he looked around.
From their short meeting, Taiho found out that there would be a total of three of them. It would be Kyo, himself, and a female Chuunin named Shio Nara. Taiho knew nothing about the girl and an equally less about the Nara clan, other than they commonly had dark hair, were slim, and could manipulate shadows to a degree. He'd never heard her name before or seen her in the academy, even in his younger years starting out. Even with a picture, Taiho couldn't match the picture to anything, which was unusual for a boy that spent hours upon hours looking out a window throughout his life.

Taiho had been late and, clearly, Kyo had been late. However, as Taiho scanned this training field, he didn't even see this Shio Nara around. Was she late or had she simply grew tired of waiting? Should they go and find this person or was it more opportune to just wait here, displaying some semblance of temperance and patience? This could be a test, though Taiho didn't honestly care about passing or failing it. He hadn't been told to pass any additional tests thus there wasn't any reason to put the extra effort to do such. If he wasn't told to do something he wasn't going to do it. Simple, however that also left him without the ability to decide what to do next. As groups were made and those groups started to deviate from the training field it was becoming pretty obvious that the two of them were going to, eventually, be the only ones left standing.

Taiho wouldn't complain. He wasn't a whiner or a gossiper. He wouldn't talk bad about himself, others, or his future instructor, nor did he have the capacity. He didn't judge others and he was a servant of complacency, as he didn't try harder than he needed and didn't find any reason or purpose in trying to be proactive without direction. Thus, he'd wait. He'd wait unless Kyo suggested something different. He wouldn't offer any conversation either, unless Kyo started to speak with him first and he wouldn't follow after Kyo either, unless Kyo asked him to follow along.