Connor began to pack up what he had had out, as Elizabeth did whatever she was doing in the bathroom. He looked up when she asked what Marl looked like, "Like any hunter that lives passed 40, scared, old and grumpy. He's of average height, with brown hair. He typically drives a black truck" it was a pretty simple description, but it would suffice. "He has a scar along his left check running under his eye to his neck" There, that was a distinguishing feature at least.

He ducked out to the car, beginning to take things out to it, "Don't worry, he won't catch us. He has to sleep too" he said on his return, shrugging into his jacket. "And he was sounding exhausted on the phone. We should be okay" He looked through the room to see if there was anything that could tie them to the room "I have to make new fake IDs now" He said with a hint of happiness. 

Connor liked to make fake IDs, it was always fun to create new persona's. "I'll do that the next time we stop" He said, glancing at his phone