Soren himself had been portkeying around like mad, first to check in on his mother's "kidnapping", then back to make sure Cass was all right, then to make sure Sookie and Tara were okay, then to see if his sister and father were well.
Really, he was glad the portkeys existed, but he was tired. Which was why as Henn was kicking off her shoes, he was heading for the fridge to get a beer, nearly getting hit with one. "Augh!" He dodged and chuckled, then blinked. Henn looked tired. Henn almost never looked tired. "Hey," he murmured, crossing the room in four strides to squeeze her shoulder. "Let me carry things for you. You look exhausted."