Hiccup had come to the labs to work on one of his little personal projects. So far, he'd gotten science types to help him put laser edges on various weapons, but he wanted to be able to do it by himself, and understanding that kind of technology required a bit of experimentation, putting things together and taking them apart to figure out how they worked.

The young Viking had a surprise in store for him, however, in the form of what was obviously some kinda of body, dug up from somewhere, laid out on a table.

Cue panic. Vikings had certain beliefs and superstitions about the dead, and quite a few of them involved sending them off properly so that they didn't come back as draugur.

Thus, Daniel found himself confronted by a young man in clothes that were styled older than the clothes some had on the ship. He was wearing a tunic and leggings, as well as a single boot on his good foot. The other leg was mechanical in nature.

"What are you doing?" he exclaimed, flapping the hand that held his omnicom in it. "What is that?"

Did this guy seriously grave-rob from somewhere?