Interestingly enough, Palmon actually pouted at that.

"I'm not a Mutt-a-whatever...and I'm not weird. I'm a Digimon and my name is Palmon."

And while she was normally the kind to let something roll off her back like that, it was so cold out here and this guy was trouble.

Taking a deep breath she let it out slowly and a pink dust was caught on the wind blowing towards Guy swiftly. Sleep Pollen.

"I'm sorry you're so confused, but we're really not here to hurt you." Maybe if they kept talking he might not notice the dust right away?