[She's never heard him say anything like that before. In fact, the last time he even considered something similar, she ended up nearly throwing boiling hot tea all over him. This isn't cool. He might look uncomfortable, but she looks hurt and angry and shocked, enough to stand up straight and push her chair back.

If he won't stand up for himself, then she will.]

Just what is that supposed to mean!? You don't think you deserve anything? Wha-- why...

[He's lived in the lap of luxury his whole life. It's the complete opposite of everything she ever expected.]

You're a human being! You deserve to be treated like one! You deserve to have friends and-- and a life, just like everyone else!

[She stalks her way around the table. She might not be grabbing him yet but it's so very tempting. She'll just flail angrily instead.]

-- And don't even start with how you're a traitor! I know and I don't care. Making bad decisions doesn't make you a bad person!

Ugh, you're so damn stupid sometimes!