The exorcist watched curiously as Castor scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it over. Leaning forward from his seat, Liam took the paper and looked at the other man for a moment. "I appreciate it," he said before leaning back. It was a decent gesture; one he would have to consider and, if given any resistance, rely on Rome for cutting through any red tape.
"All in good time," he insisted optimistically. Despite knowing what they did about magic and the like, Liam truly believed that science needed to run its course first before they turned to alternative means to help the other Templar with his memories. It was an option that would be brought up later, after CT and MRI scans came back negative for any signs of trauma. Which he hoped they did.
"I know," Liam reassured Castor with a sigh. "I know," the Cajun repeated, knowing the other man's frustration all too well. He hated getting benched as the orders usually came at the wrong time. Still, he wasn't completely against defying said orders in a roundabout way. "Listen, I know how it can be so.. all I'm saying is, that if you were to insist on following Katerina around, no one would be able to stop you if the opportunity arose to assist her..." he trailed off with an innocent shrug, a tiny smirk stretching at the corner of his lips.