[Wow, that's. Mission accomplished as far as distracting him from the sparking laser fence, he guesses, but he looks visibly alarmed as Floki comes over to kneel down and grab onto his prosthetic leg.] Hey, don't-! That's- that would be my foot, please don't, uh. I need it like this to, you know, to walk- [It's a more complicated design, with three different 'feet', the extra two of which swing up into the wooden 'leg' part when not in use. It's the only way he can get around on ice, and the cleated foot helps quite a bit on this marshy ground.

Toothless watches the whole proceeding, eyes wide, a little confused, glancing from Hiccup to the strange man on the ground and back again. There's a question in his eyes like 'should I intervene'?, but Hiccup waves him down with a gesture.]

Ormr? Sigurðr? Oh, no, uh. That's. I'm- I'm Hiccup. That's Toothless, my dragon. I- I really should turn off this section of the fence now...?