Tachikoma was friendly with everyone. It had gotten her into trouble once or twice. She was used to being told who the bad guys were, and nobody from Section 9 was here to do that now. Much of her 'purpose' was gone. Still, Tach made the best of things. One of those 'bests' was ice cream.
Once she'd gotten her ice cream, she took a bite and grinned. "This reminds me of Batou's natural oil!" she said, although it didn't make much sense. The taste wasn't the same at all, but then she didn't have sensors for taste when she was a tank.
"What do you like to do?" she asked Sophie, excitement ever-present in her tone.