She would be waiting for a while. Without the cues from Mother, either in the sand or in his head, Gaara was at rather a loss at how to respond. He'd gotten more and more tense as she'd crossed the room, until he was staring at the jar in her hand like it was a scorpion, but she was just... standing there.

"Salve. You brought medicine?" As he tried the words out, he dimly remembered seeing her do the same to other genin during the previous rounds. To that guy, as well. She hadn't looked annoyed then- but he was used to that look, the one that said he was something unpleasant to be tolerated. He was surprised she'd gotten this close, though perhaps it was because he looked weak, like this.