[ Re-folding his map, he shrugs and his smile wanes. ]

They're real, alright. Berkians used to kill them, there was a war going on for generations, but it turned out they were just misunderstood.

[ Tucking the map away, Hiccup finds a spare bit of vellum and takes up one of the quills nearby to doodle a sketch. ]

This is my dragon, a Night Fury called Toothless. I didn't arrive here with him. [ Hiccup pauses, uncertain, but this is more important than just feeling like a jerk asking for assistance when it's unwarranted after getting snappy. ] If you see him around, would you help him find me? I know it's a long shot that he's here.