As the two were side by side, Gaara felt so overwhelmed with this particular feeling, as if he were on cloud, unable to be touched or bothered. The scent of his student, it had his skin burning, as if he were on fire, although none of this would be visible on Gaara’s face, for he held his composure well, remaining stoic on his face as his eyes watched Itachi’s hand write across the paper, “Yes, you are quite intelligent, Itachi. I were certain your absence wouldn’t hinder your work, you catch up rather quickly.”