That was really all she had to do to shut him up. He sat back, biting down on his lower lip as he looked at the plate. And with a sigh, he started eating.

It was good to have some food in his stomach. Hiccup chewed thoughtfully, watching Astrid as she started working on the oatmeal. The tone of her voice, the shine in her blond hair, the way she looked at him, the way she treated him – that was all real. That was all here.

After having that unpleasant experience of being pulled back and forth between worlds, he wasn't going to take this moment for granted.