[ As much as it makes him just as uneasy as Jack to see such a fine animal slain, he has the experience of living somewhere where the occasional goat made its way to Thor or Odin in that big feasting hall in the sky, so this isn't really that hard to deal with.

He can't really judge, so instead Hiccup makes himself useful. ]

Me and Toothless can take the carcass wherever you want it. You'd better ride underneath us on Angus though, otherwise everyone at Caer Scima will think we downed that thing if we head that way.