Skwisgaar looked up from his sprawl on the couch. After talking to Soren earlier in the day, he stayed around, mostly to make sure Miniver wasn't doing badly, but somewhat waiting for Sable to approach him. He had no need to be anywhere else. Toki had taken up the duty of taking care of things at home and insisted he'd help with the little Soren.
"Ja? You... Gots on a pajama trousers." Heavily observant, that's Skwisgaar.