Even when the directions were given, Krait couldn't give less, as she continued to focus on her task at hand. The places needed to be accurate, and a piece of paper telling her to do something as drastic as this would of seemed far beyond inhuman to most. She was used to it though, not like her body was already like a living test tube filled with chemicals, so what a few more to the mix would do?

Trying to keep her thoughts on that, and not on the needles she was sinking into her body one by one, she was starting to get finished... and there was only a mere few drops of blood dripping on the clean bathroom floor so far. It was a small price, since it seemed this little device was going to be something to remove her biggest weakness... well, the second biggest, emotional set backs would be a bit harder to reconstruct than physical restrains.