Esteban usually dances with fireballs flying about his face-- he has good reflexes, or he'd be bearing a lot more scars. The device is snatched from the air quickly enough, and he turns to peer at it curiously, unable to make heads or tails of it. There aren't even runes on it, and the prongs from the back kind of bite when he tries to find a way to hold it properly.

If it comes with a manual, Esteban is not about to read it.

Alright, time to test it.

There's no button or handle that he can see right away, so the half-elf figures it does the job on its own, or maybe requires mana to manipulate. If it's the former, it won't be too much of a problem, but the latter... Well, try it out and see.

Half-measure, right? Just a little hop. He doesn't put enormous force behind his leap, but there is still a definite jump, both feet off the ground as Esteban braces for landing.