Wallie. Here, anyway. I didn't know him but he was brought here. Someone knew him, and if he's dead then he can't go home.

[ Unless there's something else that she's missing out on, which is likely.

And then she pauses, just for a moment. This is the part that she'd missed out on from their last conversation - her exact involvement other than just knowing about it ]

I found him. That's what I apparently do. Find bodies. [ She did at home before she came back, and apparently she will again ]