The house is very noisy with so many people in it, but Eri doesn 't think she necessarily dislikes that.

Nonetheless, she 's just not used to it. Before she 'd swan dived (quite literally) into Satoru 's life, Eri 's existence was mired in silence. The damning silence of her father as he disappeared before her eyes, from her mother as she refused to look at her, from Chisaki 's subordinates whenever she pleaded for help. Even surrounded by armed guards, she was always alone, left in the silent darkness of her room with nothing but her shiny toys in their shiny packaging for company, gleaming doll eyes glaring at her even when she turned them around and stacked them in the corner of the room.

She 's no longer drowning in silence, but her life is still ' pretty quiet.

Maybe that 's why she likes Satoru 's band so much. It 's impossible to forget she 's surrounded by people, when everything is just so

loud.