The girl's brow furrowed at Yifa's words.  This one did have some pride, yes, but not too much, it seemed.  "Shieldmaiden, you call it.  That sounds like a bodyguard.  Alright.  I can be your bodyguard, if it means that I don't get massacred by the people waiting outside."  The girl was not aware of the custom.  Then again, how could she?  None but the Icewalkers of the tribe knew it, and this girl wasn't an Icewalker, or she wouldn't have been in this trouble to begin with.  Being a Shieldmaiden was so much more than a bodyguard...but if that was what she wanted to think, let her think that, for now.