I was just thinking about it the other day.

[The tension is soothed, and Hiccup's shoulders slump forward slightly as he buries his face in Jack's chest with a small murmur of appreciation. The question makes him incline his head, shrugging his shoulders.]

I'll have to rig up a new stirrup to match the leg. Toothless' current saddle is only set up for my old...er current one.

[He pulls his head away to rub at his forehead. This is confusing.]