[With all the drama of the last week or two, he's forgotten what his husband could really be like, when given the chance, how free he really is. It never used to bother him when he'd disappear for a couple of days to do his duties, why should it now? The wind is gone from his sails when he hears that, arm dropping to his side. Instead of saying anything in response, he attempts a smile.]

How about we race later? Outside where there's more room in the skies? I bet Toothless and I together could beat you.