[ Frustrated that Dave is resisting, he turns on his heel and bites out just enough of the truth to try and get him moving. It twists him inside in ways he never wanted to feel again, the guilt unplugged and rising from a deeply miserable place in his soul. ]

The Dragon Prince, the Guardian of Freedom. I thought he was dead, but ... Dave, he's fast, you have to trust me and get back to the workshop!

[ It's all too late. The Night Fury lands squarely ahead of them right as he finishes speaking and Jack immediately drags Dave behind him, staff flaring blue as ice crackles threateningly all over it. He can't help his shallow breathing, panicked and completely unprepared for Hiccup to be here, talking, real. It's impossible.

Jack uses that fright constructively, eyes narrowing when he picks up on the subtle sniff Hiccup gives. No. ]

I don't want to hear it, you're a thousand years too late! Get out of our way.