[ She glances at the papers, then sighs. ]

The Oral was already far gone by the time I laid hands on him.

[ Harriet was the one who got the actual kill. ]

I simply chose to dispose of his remains in a manner my people are accustomed to.

[ Unfortunately "gruesomely stripping the flesh off a skeleton" doesn't translate well culturally, and she doesn't have access to the usual means they do it.

So the lye was pretty much her only choice. ]