Parks and Reanimation
Fidelia is a fairly levelheaded woman, all things considered. She rarely turns frantic or furious - and even when something does disconcert, her responses tend to skew towards self-doubt. So when the shock wears off and Fidelia processes those biting words, the look of hurt and anger speaks volumes.
”Is that what you think I am?” she snaps, defiance emerging into her tone. ”Some stupid little girl who wants to owe favors left and right? I don't just offer up my service to people for the fun of it! I’m trying to give you some goddamned help for once!” In any other living situation, this would probably be the point where Fidelia would stalk off to her room. As it is now, she’ll have to make do with stalking off to the couch to fume.