Medical Bay
The process was complete. The tank began to drain away the exes hemosynth fluid for later use. Nenene's new body was gently held in place, washed and dried before two medic's moved the still unconscious officer out of the tube and onto a bed, covering her in a sheet to keep her warm until she woke up. There were some quiet comments about the unusual small horns and tail that had been added to the body, the medic who had been in charge of overseeing Nenene's regeneration had not seen those features in the selected package for her new body, but shrugged and triggered for the Executive Officer to wake up.
Nenene slowly came to. First sound, muffled and distant. She could feel everything around her and as the world grew and solidified, she knew she had just been regenerated. She had died and come back. Luckily she had not been hooked up to spine at the time, so she was spared the memory of experiencing her death. She was though missing everything after the last time she was hooked up to the system. The last thing she remembered was being about to go down to the fighter bay and launch. She must have been killed in space, her fighter destroyed or something like that. This was something she would find out later was not what had happened.
Slowly, Nenene opened her eyes, the room around her was bright, making her squint. She took several deep breaths, filling her new lungs for the first time. She had no idea what was going on with the ship, or the world around her, she just let herself relax and get through the awakening process. She had been through it before, knew it had been caused by something traumatic and knew there was nothing she could do about what had happened, so no reason to worry herself or panic about it. She closed her eyes again, letting the breath out and forcing herself to relax. She would have a little time to acclimate before she would need to return to duty.