Gaara stared at you slightly, sitting in the living room watching some random florist program... You had just returned from a mission, as a chunin, you went on a lot of them, especially as Gaara's daughter and taking on S-rank missions. The door closed behind you, your shoes being put on at the entrance and your bare feet hitting the cold wooden floor. Gaara lowered the volume of the TV and turned to look at you, he was wearing his ordinary clothes, his father usually always wore the same type of clothes: white blouse and some random pants. He then asked, with a curious tone

so? how was the mission?"

He said, trying to have more interactions with you, he tried, at least, your father wasn't empty... he has feelings, and he works on them better now