They'd figure it out. Two heads were always better than one, right? (Unless they were the two heads of a Hideous Zippleback.) "Here." Handing the remote back to him, Astrid moved to sit back down, cradling her cheeks in her palms, elbows firmly planted on her knees.

It was then she allowed herself a moment of silence, thoughts trailing away from the wonders of television and back to more serious matters.

"Hey, Hiccup? Can you promise me something?"