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[lonewanderer]

[ Does she need to point out that you can have more than one bond again, Hiccup? Does she?

Food is important - but so are the good scritches. As touch-starved as Lex had once been, she knows this well. ]

You know that relying on someone to catch you doesn't actually make something safe, right? [ Idiot. ] Well, don't get yourself blown up. I think they'd be good ideas if you can get them to work, though.

[ She extends one wing and flaps it slightly, as if to demonstrate. ]

[thisisamazing]

You sound like my dad again. [He delivers with a wry smile, testing a few straps and mechanisms.] I've been doing this for years! Well, not the magic thing. The flying thing. [You aren't living if you aren't regularly plummeting toward the ground from hundreds of feet in the air.]

I can't wait to give it a shot. Today's as good a day as any, I can show you what I've got as far as directed gliding, anyway! Shall we go up?

[Toothless lumbers to his feet, shaking like a dog, perking up at the idea of flying.]

[lonewanderer]

Have you ever considered that maybe your dad and I are very smart people? [ She sticks her tongue out at him. ] But yeah, let's go.

[ Standing as Toothless does, flapping her wings again to help keep her balance as she looses the dragon she was leaning on, Lex whistles quickly for Dogmeat to look at her. ]

Gonna be flying, boy! You and Sharpshot yell if you need something!

[ Dogmeat barks an affirmative, then appears to try and do a quick turn to attempt and pounce on the small dragon. Laughing, Lex shakes her head and takes several steps away from Toothless - gotta give everyone space to take off, after all. ]

[thisisamazing]

It may have occurred to me. [He shoots her a warm smile in return, turning to Sharpshot and Dogmeat then.] You two be good, okay? [A squawk from the little dragon, at least before he flits up just out of Dogmeat's reach to squawk at him instead.

Hiccup only laughs, content that they'll be pretty safe, and after checking his armor over once, he swings into the saddle. Toothless bounds across the field, big wings flapping, carrying the two of them up into the air.

He can't help but feel elated, the way he always does on a flight.] Wind's just right today! [He shouts over it.]