[Sharpshot generally has more manners than to bite that hard - they're more like sharp-toothed puppy gnaws, and Hiccup would probably reprimand him more strongly if he thought Newt minded too much. He's had worse. And a little roughness is just par for the course with dragons.

It's Hiccup's time to get a little flustered, when Newt tells him, so sincerely, that just the thought made him happy enough.] Well, I- I mean, I promised, when we were still stuck in Dorchacht. And- I wanted to do it. [He had been looking forward to the afternoon with his Bonded. Though, he guesses they're still getting to spend the afternoon together, so things could be worse.] I just- wish it had gone better.

[He lets out a sheepish laugh, meeting his gaze despite the slightly embarrassed flush on his face, a kind of warmth filtering through his end of the Bond.] I guess I did. Look, you- you just deserve to hear those things once in a while.