Indeed Gaara had to think over what she had said long and hard. What she was sharing with him was by no means easy for him to take. Eventually he lowered his head and just swallowed. Previously he was a man of few words anyway. That meant that this was just going to be more of the same. He did do his best to make at least one comment about the Akatsuki that they were speaking of, though. No words ever came out of his mouth, however. The conversation then seemed to shift back to his compliment. While Gaara again didn't say anything, that was indeed something that lightened his expression. He wasn't experience at complimenting anyone, but he wanted to do his best. With the outfit having that kind of a punk rocker's vibe, though, maybe fierce wasn't that off when selecting an adjective to describe it anyway. When she got home, his brother was there waiting for her. "Yes, back to bed immediately, I am under strict orders to ensure that you lay in bed at all costs, which means I am authorized to use lethal force!" Well, no, her father just asked him to watch her. That was how Keiso decided to dramatize his orders though. Grinning with a glint in his eye as she lay down and thanked him for watching her, he nodded and looked like he was ready to guard for as long as necessary. "No matter what orders I receive, I will follow them to my grave!" Gaara was watching from outside the bedroom. This was embarrassing and he covered his face.