[Ilya's now starting to feel a bit awkward. She promised herself she wouldn't make any serious overtures to the object of her own affection until that person turns sixteen at least, and this conversation is just making the time until that milestone feel longer, even if there's only a few months left. Even if she has no idea who Rise is talking about, the fact that she apparently has no such problem is enough to rouse a bit of jealousy in her.

And she doesn't want to take out her bitterness on Rise, (well, part of her does but she's trying to be nice) so it's in her best interests to bring this to a close.]

And in the meantime, have fun at the beach with your friend. I have to go, but I'll talk to you again another time.