Sighing heavily, Keito checked again to make sure he was headed for the right place; Training Ground 8 - not 7 - he nagged, grumbling that he'd forget where his own apartment was if he didn't see it for a week.
The training ground came into sight, and so did another shinobi; Keito felt relieved. He hadn't gotten lost after all.
"Yo," He called out, making his way over, waving the piece of paper the Hokage's message had been scrawled on, "How many more people we waiting on, then?"