She's starting to get the sense that she might be in some danger... but Letha does not care at all about danger. It will be a few years before she learns that fear and suffering will be present in her life too, not just everyone around her.

"I bet I could take you on if you got angry." She responds without missing a beat, pulling out her wooden training sword from the belt of her dress both to display proudly and to have ready if he really does try to hurt her. It's not sharp and his ax could easily smash through it, but it looks heavy enough to give a decent bruise. "You can't walk, so you can't be a very good fighter."

Well.. she could definitely do with some humbling.