[Light frowns in annoyance. It was a stupid predicament in which he couldn't actually glare at Wallace or else he would have to discuss the reasons for his... rightful rage, thank you very much. He pauses before turning the door knob.]

Sure. But first, how do I know you aren't the murderer?

[Not that Light actually believed Wallace was the freak responsible for the deaths... More than anything, he's curious to see what response Wallace would come up with.]