Ah, Kitten, from the warmth of your posts, your kind words, and compassionate thoughts, it is known throughout the land that the heat which you radiate cannot be measured by mere surfaces, or judged by by the transient and fickle vicissitudes of fashion.
No, your heat can only be regarded in terms like unto that which we reserve for such heavenly bodies as Sol, as Alpha Centauri, nay, as entire milky ways of stars gracing the skies, casting brilliance that spans light years, reaching through time and space to gladden oour hearts and excite our imaginations.
So, say not that you are not hot, but that your heat is such as would burn any mere mortal to ashes in its fullness, and so must be shaded out of love and tender care.
It is we mere men who can not feel your heat, not you who does not burn.