"I should be able to set it up myself, I used to be really into this." Before all things computer or internet became a world far away from her own.

She takes the box from him gingerly and a bit nervous, cradling it against her chest. Unpacked, it should fit into one of the pockets of her coat, and perhaps she will find a way to use it without scratching the surface.

That's a good point.

"Did you get a protective seal for the screen?"