Hermes' attention was briefly pulled from the Gorilla when the girl commented on him, saying he was cool and asking if he was a living weapon. After a moment's pause, the vehicle made his response, the perfect explanation that summed up everything and certainly fully explained why he could talk.

"I'm a motorrad," he said, simply. No-one else ever had asked for more explanation, after all.

Kino, however, was more distracted by the arrival of all the different... things. People would be the usual term, but not all of them were human or even human-like. The Gorilla, for one, was an animal, but it had the vague shape of a human and was in a way somewhat more identifiable then creatures that had less of a human-like appearance. The... small... pastel horse, on the other hand, was a strange, strange being that she had never quite seen anything like. For a moment she wondered if she had somehow eaten something that had caused her to have an incredibly unusual dream, but certainly this did not feel like a dream. Therefore, it was best to treat it as reality until proven otherwise. Taking a moment to collect herself in the face of all the perplexing individuals around her, she felt her right hand twitch slightly at the sight of an armed, masked man. She had heard him before, asking about getting stabbed. Did he perhaps come from a country where such a thing was customary?

For the moment there was nothing to be done about that.

Instead, Kino would introduce herself.

"My name is Kino," she began, before gesturing to her motorrad, "And this is Hermes."

"Hello!" added Hermes.