He doesn't seem like a creep, so Maeve takes the offered cigarette, lighting it with her own lighter and then blowing smoke into the air away from the two of them.

"Maybe a book club," she suggests. "I can recommend a few good ones to start with."

She's teasing and she isn't. Daryl had taken a book from her to read, after all, and she'd expected that about as much as she expects Billy might. Daryl's like Billy in some ways, but he's quieter, too.