"You know I'm not going anywhere," Karen says with a small smile, certain that John won't be expecting any other answer from her. It should probably unnerve her, how easy this part is, but honest alibi or not, she trusts him to have her back. In turn, she has his. She won't leave him to get rid of a body on his own. It'll be easier and faster if there's two of them, anyway. Not that she's ever actually done this before — she hasn't — but hell, there's a first time for everything, and in this case, it's worth it. She's not worry that Patrick Brady is dead. Maybe she should be, knowing she's supposed to be against this sort of thing in the first place, but she's not, and she would never hold it against John. Shit happens. He did what he had to do. And now they'll do what they have to do.

Taking a breath, she nods once. "We're in this together. You're just gonna have to tell me what to do, because I am not used to dumping bodies."