Yes, Ruffnut definitely looked young and, well, clean. The girl had definitely had a lot more work done on her than she had, at least for the time being. They had stripped her of her usual armored attire, but had kept her with her braid for now, noting that she'd be more "styled up" by her sylist eventually.

"Different times, huh?" She wants to call it ridiculous, but a lot of seemingly ridiculous things ended up being quote true in this place that it was hard to honestly question it so much anymore. Besides, seeing her now, Ruffnut was being her usual off self, sans a making googly eyes at Eret, At least she was alive

Continuing to follow Hiccup down the path, relieved to follow someone who was well aware of his surroundings, she considers his assumption, trailing over her thoughts. "Depends. We just finished things with Drago." It was the best she could do without saying too much to an apparently younger girl who definitely hadn't experienced the travesties of that war.