Maeve arches an eyebrow at the question. Join in on the fun? This is considered fun? Sure, the lodgings are a smidge better than home, but she was hoping to have nights camped out by the fire with little more than yourselves and whatever food you managed to get a hold of. Hector was better at the capturing of food, but she was sure she could do it given a chance.

"What is the fun, darling? The words?" She glances at the words painted on the cabin. "I believe we are on opposing teams. Not that I'm overly certain why there are teams in the first place."