Roderick nodded as Martha reassured him. The entire event only served to teach him that things are rarely ever what they seam. He instead focused on what items he remembered seeing at the market. Prompting him to cross his arms as he thought back on it, "There were two sellers there, a man and a woman. Seemed to be kine from all appearances. One had a sickle that was in no way useable as a weapon, the handle was covered in what looked to be thorns. She also had two books, one looked to be an old family album and the other a notebook about the Mysteries of Sacramento. The latter I was actually a bit worried would be a Masquerade problem but I saw nothing of the sort when I flipped though it. Aside from that, as I said before, she had mostly plants there. Odd things, nothing you would see in someone's front yard garden but still just plants." He waved his hand as if to send the thought away to be disposed of.
Taking a reflexive sigh, he thought on to the second trunk. "The guy.. he had a knuckle duster that had a blade attached to it and a bunch of Tupperware containers full of some fowl looking stuff. Like I said, junk." After a moment, he smirked and returned his palms to his thighs, "But I'm sure when those two get in contact with you, they will be talking about it like they found Hoffa's body."