While Gen had made her phone calls Maryanne had ran her nose over the cracks of the door, and the window, and was currently now tracing inch by inch of the floor, looking for something that was off. But she hadn't found anything yet.
"No." Came the low rumbled answer. She didn't like talking in this form it felt weird. And she was sure she sounded angry when she wasn't. "Check the drawers of the furniture. Maybe pulling one out will trigger something." She'd heard some of Gen's conversation, she couldn't help it. She didn't let on, but she was a little worried for the people who hadn't been here before. Especially if it was Him. But she couldn't let that on. She didn't want the young mage any more worried than she already was.