[ yes he can walk his dragon, moustached obviously grown man, you're not his real dad.

but, no, now that hiccup's all up close, personal and hearing this guy speak, that's pretty much confirmation of how odd this entire thing is.

he's really trying not to let the amusement echo in his tone, but it might be. ]

That's some, uh, impressive voice control there. [ a small gesture to hiccup's throat, as toothless continues to sniff at shoes until-- a curious lick at them.

a world of trench coat and dragon tongues for mabel now, apparently. ] Sorry, don't mind the dragon. He's a little… curious-- Toothless, don't just-- [ and this time, the dragon listens, backing up and taking a seat. ] That conversation between you and your pig must've been pretty serious.