She pushes the fridge closed with her mechanical leg. She's got no intention of taking it from him, although she's going to sit back at the workbench again and watch him devour the bone curiously.

"I wonder how much of this you'll remember." She muses aloud, still thoughtful. "Or when you'll revert." Or if she'll have to get the Doctor.

...Oh, that'll be fun. Attempting to give him a shot in his current state, later.