[ Jack's soft laughter comes easily, a flicker of a glance sliding to that slice of a navel before he leans in, walking backwards ahead of Hiccup who looks healthy and alive, everything Jack has dreamed of for so long. His lashes lower as he trails the crook of his cold staff along that exposed peek of a happy trail, making it a little more obvious that You have my attention, idiot. ]
You're over a thousand, kid. Trust me, you're ancient.
[ A grin eases in as if for a kiss, veering away when Jack nimbly hops away on the breeze to stroll ahead again. ]
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You're over a thousand, kid. Trust me, you're ancient.
[ A grin eases in as if for a kiss, veering away when Jack nimbly hops away on the breeze to stroll ahead again. ]