Sarah couldn't help but smile; for the daughter of the devil, Nefas was almost like a little child: every new thing excited her.  It was fun... if not still a bit strange.  When she said please, Sarah's smile grew even wider.  "That's the word," she told her, "and thank you for being so polite about it.  Yes, you may have another cup."  She took Nefas's mug back and poured some more tea in it, returning it to her quickly and still with a smile.  "There you go!  If you want any more, the kettle's still about half full, so feel free to get as much as you like."  With that, she returned to her seat and placed her own cup of tea beside her - it was still too hot for her to drink.  That, however, is when she finally [i]did[/i] notice how warm the room was becoming.  After another moment, she realized the heat was coming from Nefas.  She stood and stepped closer; sure enough, it got even warmer the closer she got to Nefas.

"Wow, you're really hot," she told her.  Then her face turned every shade of red imaginable as she realized what she'd just said.  "I-I mean, [i]warm![/i]  Like- Like body temperature, you know?  Y-Y-You're radiating heat is what I meant, not that you're-"  She stopped again.  "I-I mean, not to say you're [i]not[/i] attractive - you totally are, and-"  Her face turned even redder.  "I- I mean- You're-"  She simply sputtered until she was just standing there with a beet-red face, not saying any more for fear of further digging herself into this already embarrassing situation.  Finally, she simply turned back to her chair and sat down, the heat radiating from her face almost as hot as the heat radiating from Nefas.  [i]Way to go, Sarah.  Way to go.[/i]