Shepard busied herself with checking her side-arm as they walked along, then holstered it and turned off her omni-tool, figuring that she had no need of it for now. She frowned lightly at Angela's words and looked the other woman over again. Her first impression when seeing the woman was that she was having some kind of fantastical daydream, or that she'd suffered a blow to the head (as, unless people were in a club, they didn't dress like that), but now her thoughts were on something else entirely. "You're not human?" She certainly looked human, more so than any alien race that Shepard had encountered.