For a moment, she turned and debated helping him to his feet, but if there was a threat and she turned her back to the house, they would both be vulnerable.

She paused in the doorway at his warning, affording him a slight smile even if she didn't turn her head towards him. "So am I."

The next ten minutes were spent in a quick sweep of the place. All the more unnerving and upsetting, the place looked uninhabited, but not unlived; there were tools and papers in all states of disorder, as though no one set bother to tidy them. Surely such documents would be better protected in proper form, and not just left to disintegrate.

But as to any other person, she could see no sign.

Elizabeth sighed and headed back out. "I see no sign of anyone inside, not even in hiding." The frown deepened. "Are you hurt?"