[Though seething inside and currently fantasizing about crushing the girl before her in all sorts of fascinating ways, Ilya schools her expression into one of smooth disdain.]

Enough. If all you have to offer is poorly thought out critiques on the way I choose to live my life, then this conversation is at an end. I have no reason to listen to anything you have to say, and while I've tolerated your self-righteous, undeserved arrogance this far, my patience has officially worn through. I can see that any hope I might have had for any sort of reasonable relationship between us was completely unfounded. Good bye, and consider these the last words I am ever going to speak to you.

[And with that, Ilya turns her back on Rin and snaps her fingers. Talos rises up on all fours, gives Rin one final glare, and begins to walk off, carrying its mistress away... and keeping Rin from seeing the tears in her eyes at the loss of who she considered one of her few friends back home.]