Hey, hey, maybe he just didn't like the sight of his own blood after seeing it so many times, Howard. Did you ever think of that?

Hiccup checked to make sure his gun was holstered properly with the safety on first, then took off his leather belt and shoved it, weapons and all, behind him on the Medbay bed. His tunic followed right after.

His abdomen and chest were still a messy mass of surgical scars and graft scars, but they'd faded slightly over time.