[It's a good approach, honestly. Hiccup, walking out of the forge and wiping his hands off on his apron, approves.

Toothless, too, evidently, from the way he sits up, holding his head regally high like royalty, and then nodding once to her, before he goes back to his nap. Sometimes he pretends to have dignity. Hiccup is trying not to laugh at it.]

Sorry, that's Toothless. Don't worry about him. He's not- you know, aggressive. He's uh, also not one of the people-dragons that live here, so don't expect him to talk back.