[Hiccup, certainly, has nothing to hide - his body language, his expressions, they're all as open as you can get. He can be read like an open book in large print. He's a little relieved that he remembers their previous encounter, a little sheepish because this is all so weird, still a tinge embarrassed of the dragon parading around nearer to the fire.
He smiles, genuinely.] Yeah, I guess he does. He's really smart for a dragon. The smartest around. [He's still not going to talk, though, and if he did, he'd probably just ask for more food.]
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He smiles, genuinely.] Yeah, I guess he does. He's really smart for a dragon. The smartest around. [He's still not going to talk, though, and if he did, he'd probably just ask for more food.]
Some kind of help? What does that mean?