[Any more time spent sitting there would cost him. He has other friends to find. Things to know. An inexplicable ability to sneak out and do that on his own.
Hiccup gives a glance back at the bed, a smirk making its way across the lower half of his face. He doesn't say anything, but he has a feeling he'll see Chessur again at a later time. He scoots off the other side, stepping onto the floor quietly, pausing before making his way to the front.]
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Hiccup gives a glance back at the bed, a smirk making its way across the lower half of his face. He doesn't say anything, but he has a feeling he'll see Chessur again at a later time. He scoots off the other side, stepping onto the floor quietly, pausing before making his way to the front.]