The arc had, quite apparently, acted as a makeshift form of immediate amputation of the body part. She had to wonder about the power source in question, and whether a hand had been left behind at the scene, and if the surge itself had cauterized the wound or if the bizarre organic coding of the fake-flesh synthetic women had closed the arteries and blood vessels leading through it. Whoever would clean it up would be in for quite a fright, either way. It was naturally an injury that required actual medical treatment- But, she noted with a sour note in her burning circuits, not treatment from
Care.
No circuit cleverness, no active tactics of medical mastery could be applied to fix a missing limb. It was not Care that would fix her with some clever use of her unique worldview, nor even her training that would mend new nerves and muscles together.
It was an unconscious tube that ran on subroutines and basic commands.
Her eyes moved across the room, quickly ushering the woman out of the chair. Care was no sadist, but she had run countless situations and experiments in VR runs of both her own and stranger makings and always, without fail, the most interesting and thrilling scenarios were the ones where she had little to work with. A mixture of high needs and low resources, where sometimes not everything could be saved. One she ran constantly because it seemed to actively fight her.
This was real, only one solution existed that made sense.
"Under careful medical consideration, you are currently relieved of duty until your injuries, namely arm ablation and distal burns have been properly treated and repaired." It could hardly be called 'guiding' as Care was more aptly carrying the woman with a lingering sense of empathy. Pain was pain, unlike the simulations, this was real, though Nekos blatantly felt it less. The destination was clear, even before she stated it.
"You will be placed in a Hemosynthetic Reconstruction Tube for repair and regrowth. During this time you will be submerged in Hymosynthesis fluid, with your body constantly scanned and monitored while reconstruction begins. All duty assignments are postponed until you have been medically cleared. Due to your submersion, it is recommended that you resort to nonverbal methods of communication with medical staff and other individuals that you deem it necessary to contact."
Normally, this would be too much information, but she felt it common courtesy to let the woman know what was happening to her, especially given that she was saving a copy of that script directly into the woman's mind. The bio-devilry of their programming was unsettling at times, but useful nonetheless.
With speed, grace, and soft gentleness, she would place the woman in the tube, booting it up and starting the process that would automatically begin its repair. Fixing the injury was more important than saving already seared clothes, and she considered herself more modest than Nekos tended to be anyway. She lingered by the tube, both to observe and verify its functions and processes, as well as to serve as an actual individual for the injured woman to be near.
She knew that an unthinking automaton would be the last thing she'd want near her in such a situation.