He looks around at the flat (and the hastily repocketed object) with interest. No one would think he'd ever been there. At the toys he looks rather harder, with the fixed, slightly perplexed gaze of someone handed a lump of soft, moldy cheese and told it will be useful in palace building, who is going to give serious consideration to figuring out how.
What was eet? We are consumed with curiosity. And Xel's mind is inexplicably gutter-bound. :D