As Guy comforted Clyde, the young man reached out with shaking hands to grab his AAC device. "Roxanne," he typed, his eyes imploring.
Roxanne, who had stepped out of the room to give Clyde and Guy some privacy, rushed back in upon hearing her name. "I'm here, Clyde," she said, kneeling by his bedside and taking his hand in hers. "What do you need?"
Clyde struggled to find the words, but eventually, he managed to communicate his need for Roxanne's comforting presence. "Stay," he typed, his eyes pleading.
Roxanne's heart melted at his vulnerability, and she squeezed his hand reassuringly. "Of course, I'll stay, Clyde. I'm not going anywhere. We'll get through this together, I promise."
