Shepard eyed the newcomer warily. She wasn't shocked, or frightened, or even curious so much as she was assessing a potential threat, taking in his size and weaponry and mentally kicking herself for not even bringing her sidearm.

She wasn't bad at hand-to-hand combat, but she wouldn't be able to take down this guy very easily, and she hadn't had the opportunity to even give her biotic abilities a try in Baedal.

But he didn't seem hostile for the moment, so she just filed away the new information - one big red guy with a sword and guns, check.

"The beer here isn't bad," she commented lightly, taking a sip of her own.