Ohhoho! Now you're handicapped! When you're flying a dragon it doesn't matter, it's just another convenient handle stuck on your leg, but apparently you get to pull the amputee card when you know you can't otherwise win. Alright, fine, we won't race. I'd win anyway.

[ Chortling, he idly freezes a few more elves that try and rush to their friend's aid, without looking back or down, merely tapping the ground as they skitter past his feet. Rolling his eyes, Jack lowers himself to 'speak' to Hiccup's missing foot. ]

I realize we don't know where you are, but I'd like to convey to you my deepest sympathies, sir. Please forgive me.