Fattycakes gets the scent of the breeze from a lovely day. The woman before him appears to have a greenish glow to her, much like the Puffski Mother does.

"...Mama? No, wait, you're not Mama."

Well, at least he's aware of that. "Yeah! I agree with Puu- er, Lucas. There's got to be a nice way to fix this. Please don't be mad at us, pretty lady! We just want our friends back safe and sound!"