I can tell you are obfuscating yours. Dampening them. A necessity? [Meteion could pry, but that's rude and she will not do so.]

I can...sense, to some degree, everyone who is communing. I suppose I could possibly attempt to detect others... [She means should she return to Achamoth, but...she's afraid, even though she clamps down forcibly on her own fear.]

I do not wish to return to Achamoth. While I know the Regent dismissed me as weak, I do not wish to open myself up to any revenge they may wish to inflict upon me.

[Even as she suspects she would be powerless against it, should the Regent wish to do so.]