[To be entirely fair, Hiccup has nearly died his fair share of times too. Mostly to dragons (probably not surprising considering he makes no secret of his half a leg). If they ever reach the 'accidental memory sharing' part of having a bond, they're both in for some awful surprises.] Third time- [He cuts himself off abruptly and blows out a breath.] You're lucky the reception is terrible because- there's no time to, to get into that.

[Live in the wild with the animals. It's easier. Hiccup is leaning toward becoming a hermit woodswitch entirely.

He does feel the little pang in his own chest, and his tone softens a little.] I know. He's just worried about you. I've told him that you're okay, though.