When it came to Elizabeth, and frankly when it came to Barnes as well, Lionel mostly humored them and their strange beliefs. But lately the unexplained was right in his face. The obvious was Eliabeth's strange rat trick, but other things have been weighing on him as well. He had taken out a notepad and was scribbling things within, muttering something darkly to himself. So here he was, getting involved with this binding ritual.
"They don't believe he's human, eh? That's bad for him. We execute humans, other things don't get due process." he cursed, muttering something about how Barnes has been too kind to this one.
His mistrust wasn't entirely unfounded. The next morning, and there were more deaths in this town. He didn't know how he was doing it, but he was certain that the prisoner was somehow involved. If he were to believe that magic was a thing, then it opened up the possibility that that man was somehow able to kill outside of his bindings. It just opened up too many questions, and he admitted this time he couldn't find the answers.
He went to go see Elizabeth. Fortunately looks like she was also at the murder scene. Two birds with one stone.
"Liz. I need to confide in you. You believe in Barnes occult crap, right? These murders... what are they?"