Kankuro took the paper with a painstakingly controlled hand (controlled so he didn't snatch and set the conversation hovering a little more dubiously between awkward and dangerous) and folded it again, before tucking it in the bandages of the form at his back.

"Good to know.." he grunted.

Gaara's approval, though it annoyed him with it's needlessness, relieved him. It was good to know his brother wasn't going to make a fuss about it that would eventually get back to his father. Kankuro just needed to work through these last few months with as little issue as possible, and finally pass as chuunin.