If Maeve's heart wasn't already melted, this would absolutely do it. She carefully reaches down to pick him up. She wonders, idly, where his mother is and if she's well. She remembers what he told her about his mother and how she was unwell. She isn't sure how much she should say, but Hector's gun is strapped to her back in the event of danger and it doesn't seem like there's any terrible danger right now.

Still, if it gets to be late, maybe she'll trap a couple rabbits and leave them before she goes. So his mother can rest for a night. She considers this for a moment. "Have you eaten today?" It might seem out of left field for someone that's just picked up a baby and is giving it every and all pets it desires, but...now that the thought has popped into her head, she can't very well ignore it.