Nill's face lights up as well, though not as much as Clementine's, when she realizes that Clementine seems able to read just fine. Not only is it a relief, but it makes conversing with her so much easier. She offers Clementine a wide grin, and takes a few steps away from the machine so that someone else can use it, already writing out another response.

I can adapt.
are you eating enough?
I have a pass. do you need anything at night?
how do you spell your name?

Now that she has the freedom to actually ask Clementine things the mothering is gonna come out pretty hard. Sorry Clem.