[Jack may be smiling a bit, but snow keeps falling inside the room, because no matter how many little things are brought up to lighten things up, the main mood stays the same (depressing as hell). A majestic creature like Toothless shouldn't be feeling s regretful, such a good guy like Hiccup shouldn't be having difficulty to smile. Damn Ceres.]
Yeah, just a little. You still wear your kid on your sleeve.
[He starts fidgeting, nervous while thinking of an answer. Because he doesn't want to disappoint Hiccup with his answers, but he knows promising that would be a lie (don't get hurt for me, I won't allow it). So instead he tilts his head and gives that wrist another squeeze - sorry about the frost.]
Before? Before what? [A frown appears on his dark eyebrows. Part of him is derailing, part of him genuinely wants to know.] Hiccup. Has Ceres gotten you more times?
[Because then he'll get even more angrier. At this rate the snow won't stay light for much longer...]
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Yeah, just a little. You still wear your kid on your sleeve.
[He starts fidgeting, nervous while thinking of an answer. Because he doesn't want to disappoint Hiccup with his answers, but he knows promising that would be a lie (don't get hurt for me, I won't allow it). So instead he tilts his head and gives that wrist another squeeze - sorry about the frost.]
Before? Before what? [A frown appears on his dark eyebrows. Part of him is derailing, part of him genuinely wants to know.] Hiccup. Has Ceres gotten you more times?
[Because then he'll get even more angrier. At this rate the snow won't stay light for much longer...]