"And my name is Ivory, USO's... Chief of medicine I suppose... Why don't you come have a seat and we can discuss the situation?"
The woman in question seemed to share Ryoko's sense of style, a white lab coat, a white button down shirt, skirt, belt... even her blonde hair seemed to accentuate the medical look while making her red lipstick really pop. Certainly far more clean and pressed than the ragged labcoat covering Ryoko.
"I take it you are a neko? Not that there is a problem with that... other than I suppose we should be sure you're clear of entanglements with Yamatai," Ivory started, taking a seat at the table.
The setup was fairly straight forward, a few bottles of water had been set out, and there were some chairs positioned around a rectangular table. Nothing fancy besides the projection equipment in the center of the room.
"We did not ask you here just for your surgical skills," Ivory hesitated for a bit, pleased that Ryoko had brought up the prospect of frontier medicine right away, but not too happy that she would have to explain what that entailed, "... you're also here for your resourcefulness. When I say Frontier Medicine I do mean that we will be a few hours away from the nearest resupply, and a round trip can take several hours. The problem is compounded by not having a lot of sterile space to work with, and no real onsite procurement for medical equipment.
We need to setup an entire medical infrastructure for what could be about a billion people on a minimal budget."
Ivory would watch Ryoko intently, She'd either run away right now or be a solid candidate for this job.