She didn't know what to do - this wasn't something that had been covered in her training, and actually being held by one of the prisoners was far different than any theoretical situation they could have ever come up with. Her eyes pleaded with her fellow guards as they arrived, but they were fore fearful than she had been.
Though that was quickly changing, as his nuzzling disgusted her, and she began truly fearing what he might do to her. There were, after all, some things worse than death.
"My name is none of your business," she replied in a growl of her own, refusing to give him even that bit of leverage against her. "Forget about me, get him!" she ordered the others, who appeared hesitant to do anything lest she get hit.