Martha sighed and popped up to a sitting position.
Nothing new has popped up on that, has it?
She handed the pale woman a food and water cube and popped two of her own. Standing, she waded into the brush where she'd thrown the knife. It glinted in the morning light. Katie swiped it, glad the trees didn't have a taste for metal as well as Immortal sustenance.
Lana pressed her thumb to the screen, relieved when the new info she'd entered popped up.
She reviewed the numbers that popped up on her screen.