"Yes, sir!~" A bit awkward to be cheeky when he just got dragged in by an ankle, but Esteban tries his best, granting his companion a sunny smile even as he resettles on the ground. Thankfully, the grav-con does land his weight down gently enough that the sudden displacement doesn't send him stumbling, but he startles to see their surroundings have changed.

That's pretty cool~ Maybe he should ask about it!

But later!

"'F I throw them on th' whirlpool, will it kick 'em out?" It's a suspected alternative. Esteban himself is good at hand-to-hand combat-- but the rerising humanoids are proving more of a challenge than he quite likes. Breaking bones never sits well with him, even if the bones reset before long. But he will. His eyes narrow at the battlefield around him, steeling himself.

He will.