she’s glancing to the suitcases, slightly suspicious but she won’t press to hard. “that doesn’t look like three nights max.”
nonetheless, she finally pulls her cousin in for a tight hug — she’s obviously happy to see her.
she stops in her attempt, arms dropping to the side. maeve isn't ready to explain why she's here.
"just a couple of nights. three max and then i'll be out of your hair."