Amber steels herself to be prepared just like Aiko... but her instructions are different.

Apparently, her body fell just short of being a live roaster, and she was only good for spare parts.

There was a hot hum of lasers, as they took her apart from the feet to the head. The designer must have been a sadist, because Amber felt every short, agonizing moment of it, right up until it separated her at the neck.