"Oooh yes," said Hiccup as he piled food onto his plate at the buffet. He didn't look up at who was talking to him yet. "We also make fences out of human body parts. The smell gets terrible after a while but they really are an underutilized material for construction, when you really think about i -"
That was when Hiccup actually looked up to see who he was talking to and the moment he did, the color drained out of his face.
R was dead. R was very clearly dead. And yet walking and talking.
Hiccup dropped his place and before it had even crashed to the floor, he'd already vaulted over the buffet table to the other side of it, pointing at R as if he planned to jab him to death with his index finger if he came closer, for dearth of any weapons.
"Draugr! You're a draugr."
He was not superstitious by nature. In fact, he as the one more likely to doggedly prove Berk superstitions weren't in the least bit reasonable. He'd still heard the stories growing up, though, and if anything was possible in this place...
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That was when Hiccup actually looked up to see who he was talking to and the moment he did, the color drained out of his face.
R was dead. R was very clearly dead. And yet walking and talking.
Hiccup dropped his place and before it had even crashed to the floor, he'd already vaulted over the buffet table to the other side of it, pointing at R as if he planned to jab him to death with his index finger if he came closer, for dearth of any weapons.
"Draugr! You're a draugr."
He was not superstitious by nature. In fact, he as the one more likely to doggedly prove Berk superstitions weren't in the least bit reasonable. He'd still heard the stories growing up, though, and if anything was possible in this place...