She pulled out her microcomputer and approached the door.
Lana tucked the microcomputer away, gazing at the valley again.
She almost forgot her microcomputer and snagged it as she strode to the door.
She withdrew a microcomputer from her pocket.
She focused on the dim light of her microcomputer acting as a page marker in the antique book on her nightstand.
She retrieved her microcomputer with the other hand and checked the supply store she granted the Guardian access to.