Well, obtaining the dragon definitely wasn't the easy way; his ruined, dirt-covered pants can attest to that, and so can the bottom part of his shirt still covered in the dragon slobber and gunk he wiped off his face. Still, in that particular situation, he'd rather get a bit dirty than get run over. Plus he got a cool dragon.

Kaoru's words just make him grin, feeling quite pleased with himself. Yes, Kaoru, it's a dragon. He hasn't verified if it's the fire-breathing variety yet, but at this stage he doesn't even care - it's cool enough as it is.

"What bad language, Kaoru!" He tuts jokingly, raising a hand to place on Toothless. Then, much more earnestly; "You've gotta help me name him."