[Dave's certain word must have spread about his condition while he was out of it (he won't say coma, won't think it, won't let that voice in the back of his head say you're lucky to be alive, you know, even though he knows it's true), so he's sure people might be relieved to hear that he's okay.
For the most part, anyway.
His heart's not really in
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D-Dave?
[he's still alive?
APPARENTLY. Even though he looks like crap.]
Are...uh, are you okay?
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[IT WILL TAKE MORE THAN AN EPIC MELTDOWN TO KILL DAVE. He's like the Hulk. Or something.]
I'm...
Uh.
Here.
Are you?
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Oh, uh, I'm...
...here, too. Except, 'here' is...kind of subjective, so I'm actually over at--
Okay, um, actually! You know what. I think, I'm going to come over to you. Just...tell me where you are?
[please, Dave? Hiccup is so worried right now. 8C]
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I'm actually just in my room, so you can come over. The door's unlocked.
[But it's kind of dark in there.
Dave will be nice and turn a light on for Hiccup.]
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[And true to his word, Hiccup is there in about ten minutes. He opens the door slowly and peeks in.
He is not sure what to expect.]
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It's a fascinating ceiling, okay.
When he notices Hiccup, though, he glances over.]
Hey.
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[He walks in a bit and lets the door close behind him. And he just stares at Dave's bed--not Dave himself, though--for a few moments.]
Sooo...you doing okay?
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