[His eyes follow Jasper for a moment to see where he's going before he averts his eyes over to Celestine. He sidles close to the baby's side, looking over her as she squirms and looks around with her familiar golden eyes.]

I suppose it also depends on how familiar she was with her mother and possible caretakers. My mother once said babies could tell who was their mother by smell.

[His gaze shifts slightly to Celestine's clothes and swaddling.]

Perhaps she has not yet found reason to be concerned. Only time will tell.