Chris merely watched as Rush stood, making no offer to help the older man. Something told him the guy wouldn't appreciate it, anyway. He was making good points and Chris started to look over the room once again to see if there was anything that didn't look like it would belong. While Rush got the things in easily reachable areas, Chris got down on his knees and started to investigate underneath. Movement of furniture entirely spoke to either something lost that the culprit couldn't find, or something he couldn't get rid of and needed to hide.

"His identity, or even his method," Chris agreed. One was a simpler lead than the other, but both would help further their case. He reached under a recliner and snagged something with his fingers, pulling out a feather duster. He wrinkled his nose at it and set it back down once it appeared to have nothing to do with the matter at hand. "He definitely didn't know the victim if he couldn't put things back in order afterward, or there's something forensics missed that he had to hide."