(On the phone with Kanade was always relatively comforting. She'd always show you what she was doing, which was always the same thing. She was always composing music. As she did so, she didn't talk to you. She always focused on her music program, and occasionally, you could hear her voice when trying to sing along with either lyrics, or simply just mimicking the sound of the pitch of the notes. This was usually late at night, so over half of the time you did this together, you'd end up falling asleep on call while listening to Kanade compose music. And now was no different. Except, this time, she noticed.)

Kanade: "...you dozing off again?"