"I know." Meteion flutters off Cid's shoulder, then, to retake her humanoid form. She can feel his trepidation--more for her than for dealing with whatever's going on inside. And Meteion is not unafraid, but still, there's resolve in the girl.

"I can help, though. I can try to calm them down, at the very least." She'd told Howl, once, that she could control a crowd in full cry, but that was when she'd had dynamis to help, and it might have been a boast that Meteion cannot replicate here.

But she's willing to try. And if that means she gets outed, well. Such is life. Meteion thinks she's had worse, at least, under her sisters' subjugation.

So while she's about to peek in to the doorway, Meteion can sense two familiar presences. She's not about to call out to Barnaby or Liem, but she can warn Cid so he doesn't get surprised. "Sir, two of my friends approach us, just so you know. They're probably here to help..."