The first part of that answer would imply that no, she's not tough enough for this, but...well, hopefully the fluffy thing's judgment is sound, because that's what he's going with. "Okay." The concentric circles and sharp lines of alchemy glow red across his knuckles and wrap around his wrist - he's augmenting for strength, which is probably overkill, but he's not about to take any chances - and he reaches down and tears the implant out.

There's a beat, as he considers his options and realizes he has no idea what to do. This isn't like handling Yin, where alchemical control is a fallback if things go wrong; this is a complete stranger, and a kid in a war zone to boot. "Uh- can you hear me?" Might as well check if she's responsive - he doesn't want her to collapse if he puts her down.