Rosy, very slowly and with much consideration beforehand, picks out a single word: "typing"

Then R starts copying out the visible parts of the soup recipe, much faster and more fluently although not in any objective sense fast or fluent. R's possibly trying to assemble some kind of message out of recipe fragments, but R might also just be demonstrating how much easier it is to copy a visible example than generate a word out of thin air.

Anda waits a while in case a recipe-fragments message becomes clear, then asks, "Do you think this is going to be a better method of communicating than my trying to come up with better yes-or-no questions? Would it help if I pulled up a list of the most common 64 words?"

Uncertain wobble to the first question; firm nod to the second.

Then A can pull up such a list and stick it in a new document and give it back to Rosy to play around with.

"Once we get to my home I can set you up with language-learning software if you think it will help." Generally speaking language-learning software is for learning any language that isn't Convergentlanguage, but there's probably a Convergentlanguage package for this exact kind of situation, or at least the adjacent situation of people who have had strokes or something.

I do this
say what I do

"I do this, say what I do . . . are you saying that you'll use typing to say things about what you'll do, or are you asking me to say what you're doing? You're typing messages using a selection of common words as a prompt."

I can typing words from typing words prompt
I can not say words from say words prompt
I can typing words from say words prompt but not as good

"Okay, rephrasing to check my parse: you can produce typed content but not spoken content and having a bunch of typed example words available helps. Do you want me to type things I communicate to you instead of speaking them?"

They reach the next stop; some people get on and look with undisguised but dispassionate curiosity at the sight of two people, one of them pantsless, sharing a handcomp. Anda turns on the red light on A's barette again and a rail-thin person(B) in head to toe cheetah print with a green light on B's headband aborts an attempt to stand close enough to eavesdrop over the train noise and sits down.

Rosy nods enthusiastically! And is somewhat uncomfortable about other people's curiosity, but, well, there are no spare pants on this train.

Conveniently, typing everything back and forth also solves the possibility of being overheard.

Are there things you need on the scale of the next few hours that I don't seem to know about? Are there people you want to contact?

people I want to contact I can not contact. don't know about you can contact. seem to you can not contact.

There are people you want to contact but you can't and you don't think I can either? That sounds unpleasant; my sympathies. Are you unable to contact them because you don't have their information without your handcomp or because you have memory trouble or because they're generally inaccessible or for some other reason?

inaccessible I think

Do you know where you want to go once you've had some time to recover?

I don't know where to go. where I want to go I think inaccessible

Are you willing/able to say where that is or why you can't get there?

unable. don't have words

when we get where we go, I can do things to say because

I don't think I'm parsing that last part correctly but I'm fine waiting until we get to my apartment and you do the thing and then I'll know what the thing is, if you prefer that to trying to explain it to me now.

I'm fine waiting

It's not that much farther to Anda(A)'s stop* anyway. A does the tap card ritual again to exit the fare control zone, leads A's companion up an escalator, and walks along a tunnel of shared basements to get to the basement of A's own hometower with its elevator up. A has to tap a different card to get the elevator to cooperate.

*Convergentlanguage orders words such that this is stop[possessive-particle] Anda-[pronoun-declaration]", which avoids this particular case of heinous modifier stacking.

Anda's companion trots along behind A, looking around curiously a little but mostly focusing on keeping up.

A lives on the fourth floor a few doors down from the elevator, in a spacious and cozily furnished apartment. Most of the furniture and all of the rugs and curtains are various shades of blue, and there are several framed embroidery pieces on the walls. Anda leads Rosy into a room containing a collection of sectional sofa (grey, haphazardly piled with quilts), basket chair (royal blue), and armchair (teal) and says, "I'll be back with some clothes in a minute or two", then disappears through a door.

Under the circumstances it would be impolite to sit down. Rosy stands by the sectional sofa and admires the quilts.

Pants and underwear and socks (and Anda) will appear momentarily! Anda looks elsewhere while Rosy gets dressed, saying cheerfully "My parent Vanse made the quilts."

Rosy is the most grateful for underwear that a person has ever been. Okay, that's probably false. Rosy is very very grateful for underwear.

As soon as the clothing is all on the Rosy, the Rosy sits on the sectional and pets a quilt admiringly and then makes a yearning gesture toward the Handcomp of Facilitated Communication.