At the poke, Hiccup's whole face scrunched up. "Someone told me I still got time to grow. But for now it'll be that way." Self-depreciation was easy to fall back on.
As his facial muscles relaxed, a more serious and thoughtful look crossed his freckled features, brow slightly furrowed. It was Astrid. She was the competitive type, full of that true Viking spirit to take things head-on. Even a person with the right amount of sense would warn her (or anyone else for that matter) of the dangers that lurked outside in the Darkness would fuel curiosity and foolhardiness, doing the opposite of the warning's intended effect. But Hiccup knew she had enough of that sense to know when a bad situation got worse. Even Vikings knew that. They just accepted the fact that, whether in victory or defeat, the end result was for the best.
"...Maybe...wait a while," Hiccup replied cautiously, his voice quiet. "You just got here." He then tried to lighten things up again, an awkward shift from his own version of seriousness. "I doubt the monsters will go anywhere else, anyway."
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As his facial muscles relaxed, a more serious and thoughtful look crossed his freckled features, brow slightly furrowed. It was Astrid. She was the competitive type, full of that true Viking spirit to take things head-on. Even a person with the right amount of sense would warn her (or anyone else for that matter) of the dangers that lurked outside in the Darkness would fuel curiosity and foolhardiness, doing the opposite of the warning's intended effect. But Hiccup knew she had enough of that sense to know when a bad situation got worse. Even Vikings knew that. They just accepted the fact that, whether in victory or defeat, the end result was for the best.
"...Maybe...wait a while," Hiccup replied cautiously, his voice quiet. "You just got here." He then tried to lighten things up again, an awkward shift from his own version of seriousness. "I doubt the monsters will go anywhere else, anyway."