[The Soldier is always hungry, particularly lately when it's trying very hard not to eat into their limited supplies. So when the lady in... kind of almost familiar clothing... calls it over to taste whatever she's working on, it obediently comes over. Not a hard order to follow when it smells so good.

And because it's trying to experiment with being sociable, it asks first,]

What's in it.

[Yes, that is a question, even if the tone is a little flat. Also, the metal arm is not entirely on display-- it's got a hoodie type thing on, instead of its tac gear-- but the left hand is definitely made of metal, and it's not hiding that at all.]