Mae had retreated into the father's office, making Cath pinch the bridge of his nose. "Whatever you need to do," he told Sean. "I don't know the first thing about to go about a criminal investigation." Which is why he wasn't interfering in the search for the killer. Wasn't his area of forte and he had enough to do.
Especially if Sean was set on restricting his movement. Which it didn't seem he was. Right now, Cath didn't care. Thanks to the ship hitting the reset button, they had loads to do with security alone.
"I agree about the sedatives," he said. "Check with Leto first. She can be restrained without them." Whatever her name was.
And really, the purpose for discussion in the chapel had been dealt with. He couldn't say his conscience was clear, but at least if some of their less acceptable skills were needed, they could use them without everyone being suspect. And telling Ronnie had been the right thing to do, clearly. Although to boy was far too trusting. That said, Cath was fairly certain he had Mae and himself watching his back. She didn't just hug anybody.
"We should probably give the good father back his chapel," he suggested. He turned his attention to priest, bowing his head respectfuly. "Thank you, father."