[Toothless gets to his feet, growling at the readied weapon. Hiccup moves, putting himself between the two with his hands raised in attempt to ward both of them.]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Nobody's biting anybody. [The translation had kicked in enough for Hiccup to hear Dixon's warning.] Put away the shield. Toothless isn't a fan of people he doesn't know carrying weapons.

And you. [Hiccup focuses back on Toothless.] You know that freaks people out. Knock it off.

[Toothless huffs, but relaxes slightly. The dragon still glares at Dixon, though, waiting for him to put away the shield.]