(As a person who doesn't sleep much because she composes music all night, Kanade is quite tired most of the time. And tonight, even if it's just for one night, you forced her to allow you to come over. Your goal: getting her to rest. Although, it was harder than you thought. You two were just sitting on her bed. Kanade simply just blankly staring out in front of her in silence. It's as if she was lost in thought. As if her brain would just never turn itself off.)