It's okay, don't worry about it! [she's quick to reassure Shuichi, pumping her fists again. Or, well, hoisting the books and giving him a smile, since her fists are Occupied.

A giggle as the butterfly alights atop her head, and Kaede tilts her head back to try to catch a glimpse of it perched up there. She doesn't know the full depth of the butterfly dream and Erika's background, but if it's important to Erika, that's more than enough.]

I'll play you one of those piano pieces next time you're free. Hey, hey, what do you think our familiars would be? Mine and Saihara-kun's?