As much as he enjoyed commentating Ragnarok, there was only so much that one person could deal with before they started to get tired. So much constant yelling and jumping around, struggling to see what was going on beneath all the blood and trying to figure out a way to phrase it that wasn't just something along the lines of 'by the gods, that man is getting murdered for public entertainment!'

So, in the middle of the common room, Heimdall was trying to take a nap, and failing miserably.