At the sound of his voice, Shepard spins around, but she's got good training - the best, in fact, and she quickly points her sidearm away from the stranger. He's not a kedan, not one of the foreign volunteers to police the area.

"No rock-like people, no," she says brusquely. "You're the first person I've come across since I slipped the last patrol, actually." Her non-reaction to his sudden appearance, and his description of his friend, well. Shepard has known enough aliens not to be bothered by the idea of someone not being human.