The boy's legs unbend, splayed out first across the floor. Arms still remained close to his chest, resting now more than being held tight in their position. His eyes, however, never left the ceiling.

"I never really had the chance to look," Hiccup answered. "That was because I just got here at the time, and everyone was already telling me to head indoors when it was still light out."

Except he wasn't running around past people who were telling him to get inside in various annoyed vocal tones. Some of them were more concerned, in a way.

He shrugged. "I'm guessing it's pretty bad if they were in such a hurry to say so. That and checking everything to make sure it's strong enough to hold for the night."