Astrid drew her head back, dropping her hand to still his. She knew what he wanted - and she wanted it, too - but first ... she had questions. She thought she had questions. It was funny how her inability to think tended to increase around him.
"How long have you been here?" she demanded as she kicked the door shut before she started to move back toward the bed, tugging him along with her. She didn't think it really mattered, not really, but at the same time, he couldn't just waltz in here whenever he pleased, expecting her to just ... be right there and ready for him.
"Why haven't you come to me before this?" she continued. "I was lost and alone and some guy was following me around downstairs," she continued, wide blue eyes fixing on Hiccup's face.