"The Moon Mountains!~" Enthusiasm pours from Esteban as he replies eagerly, his grin returning, large and warm. "From the Wanderin' Seas continent! It's a place known for its rearin' of cattle-- lots of lands over the Saltgrass Seas, an' they get really good nutrients from the grass after the floods!" Because that definitely is more important than to mention it as the last ancestral lands of the elves.

"How 'bout you?" he asks, turning the questions yet again onto his newfound companion. But there's something... shifty about the guy. Or not shifty, but-- Esteban knows his prodding isn't always welcome. He's curious and nosey, but he can sort of control himself if Nathanial doesn't seem to want to discuss it. Plenty of ways to get the stranger to open up about himself. Esteban may not be on the right track yet, but he's determined to find a track to follow!