"N-Naevora."
Brandon stuttered, looking at the gorgeous woman in front of him.
His eyes traveled from her face to toe and back up again, completely shocked by her appearance.
Since she usually wears pants and t-shirts or hoodies, this look is completely different.
She tilted her head in amusement "Surprised, disciple mine? You didn't think I'd miss your birthday, did you?"
He swallowed, finally finding his voice. "I… you look…" He gestured vaguely, words failing to leave his lips.
Naevora laughed under her breath and was entirely too pleased with his reaction.
She stepped forward, closing the distance, and slid her arms around his neck to hug him "Happy Birthday, Brandon."
He quickly hugged her back, resting his hands on her waist.
"...Happy birthday," he mumbled automatically into her shoulder.
Eh?
Naevora pulled back just enough to look at him, and a soft chuckle escaped her lips.
Brandon was startled as he realized what he'd said "I mean- thank you. Yeah… thank you."
