It takes him a few minutes to get to the kitchen. Wide Load had asked him what the hold up was while on his way to the kitchen. She was surprised that Seven let someone into his sanctuary. Seven had thought it perfectly reasonable.

Within a few minutes Seven comes back with an order of fried mozzarella sticks.

"You have a cheese burger on the way. I assumed you would want it well done. I see no logic in a rare burger." He doesn't have taste buds. How could he understand eating food because it tastes good? Seven doesn't even eat.