There's a blink at her question, before Esteban shakes his head, a grin perching on his lips as the light prodding reveals more than he'd thought.

"Y're the one mentionin' Joaquin all the time!" He snickers, but there's no denying his curiosity now. "I didn't know 'bout the others! Tell me 'bout them!" He cheers, just as they arrive at their destination. It's easy enough for Esteban to lay the few items he'd held on a bench, watching as Najaran sets up her regular tools. He settles by her side, ready and willing to listen to her while he helps with cleaning and cutting the vegetables that they brought-- it's best to lend a hand while he can. Kneading dough is not a quick endeavour.