As long as they were happy and healthy and taken care of, she can't really complain. Still, it sounds demeaning as fuck and she's kind of glad not to see that. Even if she does wish she could see a triceratops in person...

She focuses on the creatures that are here instead, listening to their names and nodding a bit. "Heard stranger names, is the little one younger or just small?" Regardless, it's now her favorite so.