[Dixon takes a sharp breath, and when he takes another drink from his mug of beer there’s a kind of urgency to it. It’s like a cloud has come over this corner of the table, as the others continue merrily on with an elvish song about birds.]
I’m sorry, that’s... [He gives Hiccup a half-pat, half-grip on the shoulder. Some kind of physical affirmation of support. He’s never been so great at any form of it, really. Maybe between him and Toothless they’ll have Hiccup completely covered. ] That’s really hard.
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[Dixon takes a sharp breath, and when he takes another drink from his mug of beer there’s a kind of urgency to it. It’s like a cloud has come over this corner of the table, as the others continue merrily on with an elvish song about birds.]
I’m sorry, that’s... [He gives Hiccup a half-pat, half-grip on the shoulder. Some kind of physical affirmation of support. He’s never been so great at any form of it, really. Maybe between him and Toothless they’ll have Hiccup completely covered. ] That’s really hard.
You said that whole thing was recent?