"Somehow I am not comforted by the fact you need to actually tell me you're not going to eat me out loud. Rather than it being implicit. It really seems to me the kind of thing that should be an very unstated given," Hiccup said, his voice rising somewhat in alarm as he spoke.

However, R wasn't attacking him, expanding to a huge size to crush him, or driving him mad with his evil undead powers. So if he was undead but wasn't a draugr, that just made him an unknown. Fortunately, Hiccup was pretty comfortable at accepting the unknown.

At least when he knew more about it.

"A draugr's an undead thing that supposedly eats people or sucks their blood, or drives them crazy. We have stories. Ones that probably aren't true but -" he gestured to R "- apparently similar things are elsewhere." He didn't sound hostile, though. He started to look at R now as if he wanted to understand him enough to not be spooked. "So, uh, what are you if you're not one?"