Even though Soren smiled at Toki, his eyes were a little sad. "That wouldn't be Dad, though. But I'd like to meet your Skwisgaar." He reached out to squeeze Toki's hand before sipping his own hot chocolate. "Oh, do you want marshamallows?" He went digging through the pantry for a few of the miniature ones for Toki and himself. He didn't want to sniffle.