No, she didn't wait and yes, she was impatient. Every time she waited, tried to do things right, it went poorly. Or someone decided to barge ahead anyway. Or she got her mind nearly ripped in half by a demonic entity. You know, whatever? Catherine couldn't see the silvery light within the vision-scape as they walked, putting all her trust in Issac.
She was whispering under her breath, not really paying attention to anything around them, "Do you remember the password yeah 'I'm here for the evening tour' I didn't ask you to say it, just whisper it sorry sorry." And more along that vein, all just under her breath. Her head was starting to hurt but not like the sharp pain that came with the future - more of a dull ache from the effort of keeping the connection open.