As she watched Bael'reth cast his spell with a rather blank expression on her face, Sika looked more like a lost child than the haughty and short tempered half-demon that the world usually saw. "Oh..." she started softly as she felt her skin tingling strangely, prompting her to lift one of her arms up and inspect it. "Thank you..." the tiefling eventually added after a brief period of hesitation once she'd realized what the spell was for, a soft trace of bashfulness in her tone.<br/><br/>Even though it didn't heal the gaping wound that had been left in her ego by her disastrous performance during the last fight and the shameful events that followed, no longer being covered in a mess of sticky monster cum did at least comfort her a tiny bit. Panicking a bit once she realized that she'd started to blush, Sika tried to find an excuse to hide by making it seem like she was feeling a bit shy all of a sudden, turning her back towards the dusk elf while pulling her armored panties back on.