Allen's question confuses him a bit. He flounders, lost, wings swaying back and forth as he tries to recover.

"I - First one? I guess?" There's uncertainty, before Esteban finds his footing, his nervous movements settling as he nods. "How many times did y' break it?" He asks, curious and a bit nervous that apparently Allen has a tendency to break his strongest, armor-like limb. There's a bit of a grin that curls at the edge of his lips as he adds more to it.

"D'you break y'r limbs all that often?" Should he start watching over Allen a little closer during the missions? No-- that's definitely out of line, but he can't deny he'd rather his friend kept himself a little safer than that.

"An' long version--" he grins brightly-- "I like gettin' to know everyone!" And he's not one to shy away from that, after all.