I sat on my seat unsure of what emotion was running through me right now. Obviously I was projecting that with my body language because Stoick and Gobber looked very confused.

"Do you need a moment lass?" Stoick asked.

"No its just ... I don't know ... what to do." I said.

"If you need a handkerchief you can use mine." offered Gobber pulling a disgusting looking rag out of his pocket.

"No ... I'm not sad it's just ... it hard to explain." I stammered. Gobber and Stoick were silent as I could tell they were no more equipped to deal with a situation like this than I was.

"I had gotten used to having no past but ... now that I have no clear future ... I'm confused ... I don't know what to do." I concluded.

"You 'ave a few options as I see it." started Stoick. "We could be wrong and you could guess between the five tribes that 'ave sort of similar skills to what you showed Gobber today. Although, I don't think you will get another chance like this from that village's chief if your wrong.".

I thought about that and shuddered at the thought. I remembered what Stoick told me about what the other tribes would do if they found out about my condition. I didn't want to have someone call me their daughter, sister, or even wife with me never being able to know if they were lying. On top of that I didn't want to take the chance that they would use me as an excuse to declare war on Berk. The people here were always good, if a little aggressive and irregular, to me and I didn't want them to get hurt.

"Or you could labor here for a while and apprentice under our shipbuilders. You could eventually build your own ship and sail to wherever you want." Stoick added.

I thought back to one of my fantasies. I could become a hunter and sail from Island to Island hunting for pelts and meat I could trade. I could even see the tribes and maybe someone would recognize me. I realized I was more likely to be taken over by a pirate on the seas alone than I was at becoming one. Then the horror of being stuck on that crate came back to me. What if I crashed, or was sunk with no one to help me.

"Or you could stay here and keep your options open. You could always leave in the future if you wanted to and you are certainly welcome to stay. I think quite a few of the townsfolk are impressed by the skills you showed today and will be wanting an apprentice for their trade."

Stay in Berk? I had never thought about making this place my home. I don't want to abandon my family. If I had family out there I wanted to search for them. The problem was how? Hiccup said that he found me to the south but Gothi said I could have been out there for a week. I could have come from the east or west and been carried by the waves.

Gobber and Stoick could tell that I was thinking hard and so Gobber said to Stoick "How about we give her some time to mull this over, Stoick?".

"Alright come to me when you 'ave an answer, lass." said Stoick, who then left with Gobber.

I spent several minutes pacing through the Great Hall thinking of my options. I would like nothing more than to go home and here my real name. Reunite with my siblings or my friends. If I could lie to myself I could do that now and pick a tribe. Even if I choose correctly, if they didn't have proof that I belonged there, I would never embrace that as my tribe. I was very tempted by the second option. Freely sailing the sea's and seeing all the tribes for myself. I could explore and of all the options this was the one where I knew I could find my family. It might take years but after traveling from island to island someone is sure to recognize me. Then there was option three. I could have a good life here but there was a small chance of me ever finding my family. I then remembered what Astrid said in the hut. What if I had no family or we were estranged.

I sat down and gazed into one of the fires, pondering my options. I had almost entered a trance staring into the flames when I heard someone walking behind me. I turned around and saw Fishlegs standing there and it looked like he came to talk to me.

He waived and I greeted "Hi Fishlegs".

"Hi, I just wanted to come an apologize on behalf of Meatlug for what happened to you earlier today. She's really a gentle dragon and I don't think she wanted to have any part in what happened to you."

"I know Fishlegs, but tell Meatlug, apology accepted." I said graciously.

"So what was Gobber doing earlier today?" he asked taking a seat next to me.

"Well after my seal was a dead end" I said, pausing for a moment to show him my necklace "Gobber was seeing what skills I had to see if he could find out where I'm from that way.".

"Did it work?" asked Fishlegs, obviously fascinated by my explanation of todays events.

I shook my head and he got a somber look on his face and said "Oh". "So what will you do now?" he asked.

"Stoick laid out three choices for me and I'm not sure which one to go with." I said and I continued on "I could pick a tribe at random and hope my family is there. Quick and Simple. Or I could stay here for a while and labor until I can get a ship and search for where I'm from. Long, Arduous, and Dangerous. And three ...".

"Hiccup told me that you were going to steal a ship when you first woke up. Why the change of heart?" Fishlegs interrupted, pryingly.

"One, I know that Hiccup could run me down and bring the ship back with Toothless in a day. Two, even though Gobber has tried to get me killed several times, you guys didn't lock me in a cell and gave me a warm bed and food. It wouldn't be right to repay hospitality with thievery.".

"The third option?" asked Fishlegs, prompting me to return to my story.

"Well Stoick said I could stay here but ..." I trailed off.

"but what?" Fishlegs pried.

"Staying in Berk would mean it would be very unlikely that I could ever find my family or my tribe. It would be like ... I was giving up on them and I'd like to think that ... they wouldn't give up on me." I said getting up and pacing around again.

"Why couldn't you look for them while staying in Berk?" Fishlegs asked.

"How? Am I going to look down the well or in the forrest." I replied, sarcastically.

Fishlegs looked amused and then his face took a more serious tone. He started talking in a low, calm voice "You know I've completely forgotten where or who I heard this from but it is still a great piece of wisdom. What you can do is not restricted by your strengths but by the strengths of those you surround yourself with.".

"Thats great but how is that going to help me?" I asked, not getting his meaning.

"Just make sure you are not saying that you can't look for your family here because you can't do it ... by yourself." he concluded. I took a minute to ponder what he said and then I made my decision.

"Fishlegs ... I got to go." I said.

A sad look came across his face and he said "So ... option two huh.".

"No no no. It's just ... I need to talk to someone." I said, excitedly. "Thanks for the talk Fishlegs it's exactly what I needed to hear." I concluded as I started to run out of the Great Hall. It was late at night but luckily the moon was full so I could see where I was going. I raced down the steps and got to the door of Hiccup's house. I knocked furiously until someone answered. It was Hiccup holding a candle and struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Freya? What are you doing here, it's late." he yawned.

"I need to speak to Stoic-, the Chief, your father!" I said hyperactively as I had just sprinted from the Great Hall to here. Hiccup was unresponsive as he was still half asleep but luckily it didn't matter. I could hear Stoick getting up from behind Hiccup.

He brushed Hiccup aside "What do you want ... Freya?" he asked emphasizing my name as it was the first time he had heard or used it.

"I have made my decision. I would like to stay in Berk." I exclaimed.

"That's great but couldn't this 'ave waited until mornin' " Stoick asked.

"Not for me it couldn't!" I said defensively.