He was getting used to waking up with a wet spot on his chest. Sakura didn't feel so embarrassed about it anymore.
She grinned at him as she wiped the drool off with her sleeve and then clambered over him out of bed. The last three seals had taken a long time to reverse. It was because they were stubborn, meant to be hardest to remove, meant to keep Gaara from getting better.
It had nothing to do with the fact that she wanted him to stay.