“Yes.” His features remained intentionally stoic, to conceal the twinge of embarrassment that he felt. In front of Naruto, he wanted to appear just as formidable and worthy an ally. Rising back to his feet, he calmly smoothed out the wrinkles in his robes, while muttering his gratitude, “Thank you.”

His Moogle helpfully carried his staff up the roof, and handed it to him with a perky smile. Gaara gave her a slight nod of acknowledgment, then turned his attention back to the skies. This city was… nothing like Suna, making him feel even more nostalgic for his village. He wondered if Naruto already felt the same way, despite the shorter time span of being in a different world. “Have you watched a fireworks show before, Naruto?”