His bright laughter shifts through his lungs as air more than sound, but he's proud of how eager Romeo is into this little endeavour. He nods, agreeing as well, and picks one of the larger, but thinner blankets from the stockpiles, still navigating things one-handed.

"Alright, we'll take this one t' wrap 'round then." It's not a heavy blanket, but that just means that Esteban will be the one to use it. "We're gonna need thick ones, for the kids," he adds, and he prods about the place, tossing the blanket and catching it in the crook of his free arm. Another, thick yellow blanket is soon caught in hand, and he adds it to his arm, patting the little toddler's back when they whine again. One more green blanket gets added, with the most garish orange flower patterns across it, but there's something cheerful about it, and Esteban adds it to the pile.

"Good on y'r side?" He asks gently, watching his young friend to see if he needs help. There's an empty table nearby, and Esteban sets his blankets there first, bouncing the little toddler a bit as he watches Romeo's progress. "So how're we gonna fold these?" he adds as well, curious as to the child's plan for this.