"We're at war, or will be soon. You're going to need medical help eventually, and me or Brainaic 5 are your best bets," Val says, but she shrugs. She'll just hack into the medical records of the team who pulled him in. "It's not in anyone's best interests to have a heavy hitter out of commission or even just running at less than peak because someone underqualified did a hack job."

Sure, she wants to know how to disassemble him... because she wants to know how to put him back together. This is a fight for survival. It's not about her intellectual curiosity.

Or not solely about that, anyway. Nothing says she can't multitask.