"Yeah, I hope so." She takes another bite of her food, a bit of comfort coming from the return of a laugh. She's been trying not to think of the inevitable of what could happen later. The fact that only one person's meant to survive the arena, meaning she and Hiccup or any of her friends couldn't all remain standing together.

"Everyone seems to be from different worlds, but looks like no one's here by choice. Putting everything aside, with how everyone's getting along here—I don't know—maybe it all means something."

Like hope.