[ Blanching a little, he tosses his hair as he keeps eating, stuffing his face so he doesn't have to immediately reply. Like he cares how he looks, Hiccup!! He doesn't!! But even if he did he wouldn't need to be told he's cute, not at all. He knows!

Fuck. ]

... So, anyway, [ because screw you, sir, he's going to make a show of not being so easily won over today, ] I was thinking of making Elsa a card with a picture of my butt on it and "I'm sorry you had to endure this magnificence" written inside, since I sort of yelled at her.