Connor listened at the door, glancing to Elizabeth. "if there was a fight, there'd be some sign of it" he said softly, "Marl isn't exactly subtle with that" He said, and glancing about, he reached for a key to the door, the only thing about Marl that Connor could tease him about, from under a pot plant. Such an obvious place. He unlocked the door, wincing at the sound of a click, listening for any sign of someone coming to investigate. 

No one did. 

"Can you hear anything?" He whispered to Elizabeth, gently opening the door