Cow is probably not sentient, so he doesn't really care much more about it. He pulls a knife out of somewhere, a short, stubby bladed thing that he stabs into the meat and uses to lift it without burning his fingers.

He gives it a sniff, a quick lick and then sinks his teeth in, shearing through the steak like hot metal through butter. "Mm." He chews slowly, experiencing the flavour, rolling it about.