So we have unique naming conventions on Berk, other than that, our wet lump of rock in the middle of nowhere is pretty great. [He teases back, and Toothless lets out a little roar of agreement, or he's just enjoying the attention he's getting from Ivar. Probably the latter, because Hiccup just eyes his dragon fondly and quips a little dryly,] You're really milking this 'only dragon in the city' thing, aren't you, bud?

[Once he's scratched under his chin, though, the big dragon drops to the ground in front of him like a cat, eyes closed in delight, purring.] Ivar the Boneless? That seems a little mean. Then again, I guess that's a viking dad for you. Mine used to gesture to all of me and say- [Here he deepens his voice and puts on a slightly different accent,] "No more of this, son." Real confidence booster, that.