"The night is young," he replies with a smooth, deep rumble of his own voice. If he were phased at all by the surrounding chaos of drunks, flying axes, and general bar noises, he wasn't showing it.

Thane's attention is still on the axe throwers despite addressing the approaching man.

"Alcohol and sharp objects. I have my work cut out for me." Not that he has any doubts that he can face whatever troubles this occupation throws (maybe literally, depending on how things go) at him. Shepard had them risking their lives on an hourly basis and he did that gratis. But as he said, it's still early and he has only just started working here.