He did bristle a bit at that comment, followed immediately by a sense of wanting to apologize for his government. That wasn't something that he and Gaby had ever talked about, and perhaps they needed to, though Illya did not want to let it ruin their evening. Not when he was finally about to do what he had asked her out for.
They had paused in their walk on the beach, Gaby looking up at him with those big brown eyes. Illya dared to put his shoes down in the sand and take his free hand to brush his fingers over her cheek. "Not only do you look beautiful, you are beautiful to me always." Whether she was wearing a designer dress or a loud Hawaiian print, Illya would always find her attractive.
With a slight clearing of his throat, Illya began to speak what had been on his mind. "I care very much about you."