Babes. That... that's plural, right. Tottering, she pushes her chest off the ground and raises her head enough to look right then left. Who could he be talking to.
She belatedly realizes it's Hiccup and she squints at him, blinking. Hiccups, rather?
"Whhhy... why are there two of you?"
Never mind the fact he's probably going to have an ungraceful fall...
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Babes. That... that's plural, right. Tottering, she pushes her chest off the ground and raises her head enough to look right then left. Who could he be talking to.
She belatedly realizes it's Hiccup and she squints at him, blinking. Hiccups, rather?
"Whhhy... why are there two of you?"
Never mind the fact he's probably going to have an ungraceful fall...