"Of course," is Lorem's immediate reply. She's grown so used to helping people in her job back home. It feels strange to not be running around at the moment, doing errands of some kind for someone.

(Plus, Lorem feels bad for merely thinking she could say no to such an adorable android. Going back on her already given word is a worse feeling.) She smiles at them, doing her best to project a cheerful sort of confidence. "What do you need me to do?"