[Kino's expression grows a little more grave. Hermes, for a motorrad, was a little... vain, if they had to put it into words. He certainly took offense to being thought of as just an object (which had happened quite a number of times already, with no sign of it abating in sight). It just gave them additional damage control to do, as he could get rather mouthy when frustrated.]

Maybe for you...!

[He probably would've continued, but Kino stepped to his side and placed a hand on his handlebars.] Where we're from, it's not something anyone questions.

[Here's where one would usually put an explanation for such a thing, but Kino's world was strange, almost abstract in a way. Some strange things were simply understood, while other banal things were called into question.]

Please forgive him. He's not used to people... doubting him like this.

[As Kino gives the level-headed apology, the dragon they had briefly entertained sidles up beside them and begins to try to gently tug the aviator-style cap from their head.]