Rachel was surprised at the talking dinosaur. What the hell was with everyone? Did they seriously not question why there was a talking reptile standing there? Why did people think they could trust him? They didn't even know him. Better yet, why the hell was anyone fucking questioning this? That thing could have different intentions.

She almost snorted as she saw Kei whack Dorumon with his sketchbook. Kid's got guts, she'll give him that. However, she was still skeptical about this creature.

"Was wondering if you could tell me why your names end in 'mon'." She retorted with a heavy sigh, "You're certainly an odd one." Purple dinosaurs. Geez, this sounded fairly familiar to her. Maybe in a past life or something? She didn't know. 

She still stayed cautious and narrowed her eyes at the Dorumon, "Name's Rachel." She introduced herself, "Can you tell us why we're here?" It was worth a shot, but she doubted it.