"I-I don't have one!" Meteion stammers, lifting her hands behind Cid. Well, she has the tiny dagger, but it's not in her hands, and it's more a joke than a weapon. If this fellow actually wants it, he can come take it from her, if he must. She certainly doesn't plan on using it against anyone.

"I don't mean you any harm--we were coming to see if you were all right!" Meteion doesn't really give a rat's rear about the Achamite soldiers, if she's honest. And she's helped Cid get someone out of Venera...there's no reason to think she wouldn't do it again, if asked.