Like an itch that can't be scratched. [Newt idly agrees. It's already kind of bothering him now, but he imagines it's the distance.

He wonders if being closer without being able to interact would be just as frustrating though.] It'll be a few days. Please do your best to endure for the time being. [His tone is apologetic.]

We'll be okay, Hiccup. [He means them two, but perhaps the group now stuck in Dorchacht.] I'll keep in touch somehow. Do travel safely.