While it should be uneventful it wasn't, Kleo was taken down to the medbay and given preem treatment for her injuries and wounds. The docs were even so nice to fill her back up on that red kool-aid she was living on, no one else here was bleeding red kool-aid like Kleo! Laid out on the table some minor work occurred before she was swiftly taken away, for anyone lingering in the medbay they wouldn't get to witness the rebirth and fixing of Kleo's wounds but rather heard the sloppy and evil sounds of saws, beakers and the like working away. After it was all said and done she was plopped in a tank for 'healing' as various chemicals for recovery filled up the tank. Kleo slept in a dream like state (again) with a rebreather strapped up to her mouth, she'd be tucked away for now.