"You don't need help with that?" she asks, gesturing, as if she has any bloody idea how to set up a tent. She puts her bags down, setting them on the picnic bench included in the site, then looks around, surprised by how peaceful it is. There are other people camping, she had seen them on their way in, but here at their site, it feels like they're utterly alone.

"Collecting sticks sounds more my speed," she admits with a twist of a smile before she steps carefully into the brush. Maeve would never think of herself as being high maintenance, she's just never had this kind of experience before. Erin wasn't exactly big on parenting at all, never mind taking her kids on camping trips.