Perhaps not the exact same language, but he did recall people stating that it somewhat resembled a language called Japanese. If Shun was from the country Japan, he should be able to understand most of his native language.
How... endearing. Michiko exhibited signs of shyness, unlike Karura. Gaara felt a faint smile starting to tug at his lips. Despite that, he shook his head in disagreement. He wasn't nice. He was... simply trying to be encouraging. He had found out that most beings - humans or otherwise - responded better to positive reinforcement. Even if it wasn't an attribute he was personally accustomed to, he tried to adhere to what others considered to be suitable. After a moment of hesitation, he reached toward Michiko and gently patted her on the head with his open palm. Hopefully, that gesture was acceptable. He was... still learning a great deal about social interaction.
"From my original world as well," he muttered in agreement. There were never enough medical shinobi to go around, let alone to each individual team that needed one. Not all of them were as talented as Elder Chiyo or the Hokage, Tsunade, either.
Gaara inclined his head in a slight nod and began to walk in the indicated direction. The end of his staff touched the earth with each ensuing step. His pace was steady, as he still needed to walk off the lingering pain from the fall. He kept a curious eye on Michiko, silently observing her interaction with Shun. Having never owned a pet before, or even had experience with a summon animal, like his sister, he didn't always know what types of behaviors were appropriate.
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How... endearing. Michiko exhibited signs of shyness, unlike Karura. Gaara felt a faint smile starting to tug at his lips. Despite that, he shook his head in disagreement. He wasn't nice. He was... simply trying to be encouraging. He had found out that most beings - humans or otherwise - responded better to positive reinforcement. Even if it wasn't an attribute he was personally accustomed to, he tried to adhere to what others considered to be suitable. After a moment of hesitation, he reached toward Michiko and gently patted her on the head with his open palm. Hopefully, that gesture was acceptable. He was... still learning a great deal about social interaction.
"From my original world as well," he muttered in agreement. There were never enough medical shinobi to go around, let alone to each individual team that needed one. Not all of them were as talented as Elder Chiyo or the Hokage, Tsunade, either.
Gaara inclined his head in a slight nod and began to walk in the indicated direction. The end of his staff touched the earth with each ensuing step. His pace was steady, as he still needed to walk off the lingering pain from the fall. He kept a curious eye on Michiko, silently observing her interaction with Shun. Having never owned a pet before, or even had experience with a summon animal, like his sister, he didn't always know what types of behaviors were appropriate.