[ nnnnnope, nope, nope. there's a moment where toothless allows himself to glance backwards, to see namur disappear, a hint of surprise in his gaze and his voice--until he moves, carefully. his eyes constantly scan the room, every part of his body responding to the threat of the shadows.
the slits that are his eyes move to hirari, then to the door mars had gone through, as if indicating he should move on.
not that the dragon is doing the same thing. his steps are only meant to bring him closer to hiccup's body, and suddenly--a high, loud sound erupts from toothless, as his sound--echolocation--scans the room for anything threatening that's tangible.
computers he can't handle, but if it's a fight they'd like to threaten him with, even the dark isn't a handicap. ]
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the slits that are his eyes move to hirari, then to the door mars had gone through, as if indicating he should move on.
not that the dragon is doing the same thing. his steps are only meant to bring him closer to hiccup's body, and suddenly--a high, loud sound erupts from toothless, as his sound--echolocation--scans the room for anything threatening that's tangible.
computers he can't handle, but if it's a fight they'd like to threaten him with, even the dark isn't a handicap. ]