Eh, a little rain never hurt anyone. Unless you're worried about it raining people. Now that might be hard to catch.

[Everything is a joke for him. It has to be, because when the jokes stop, things get too dark. He doesn't really want to think about the serious side that seems to haunt everything. Even the quiet city on the moon they all ended up on. He's about to make another joke about beating the equipment back to life, just to give Hiccup a hard time, because the kid seems too serious to him, when the boat jerks sharply, throwing all three of them off balance. Dante, sitting and leaning on one side, at least doesn't get knocked off of his feet, but he does have to catch himself from being sent flat on the boat floor. He climbs to his feet, giving the water a hard look.]

Guess we hit something-

[There's another hard impact before he's finished saying that. This time, the thing in the water hits them harder, trying to capsize the boat. Dante frowns, tilts his head slightly, and waits until the third hit, which he lets knock him to the edge of the boat until he's hanging off, red coat trailing in the water while he holds onto the railing. Jaws snap around the leather and dive down, trying to drag him in, and the half-devil holds onto the boat, calling out to Hiccup and Toothless.]

Hey! I think I got it!