Hiato walks up to the gate and looks around. It is quite. He feels the wind blow past him. He simply sets his sword down on the ground and sits down and waits. He closes his eyes. He beigns to go into a Samurai medatation. He sits and begins to practice his pateince as he can tell this will be a long wait. He goes into medatation but keeps his senses about him as he wouldnt be stupid enough to go completly blank in a open field that is abandonded. He does not hear anything besides the wind and his own breathing.