Meteion huffed out a quiet laugh. "They bind me when we're moving--lack of trust, for sure. Otherwise...yes, it's reserved for people they don't like. Troublemakers."

The entelechy isn't one of them, but she's seen a few of them so far. She likely isn't surprised to find out this fellow numbers amongst their ranks.

"My name is Meteion. I only wish to hear your words, share your feelings, and know your thoughts. May we please be friends?"

Not that there was a lot of shared feelings or known thoughts going on, with her powers being at a remove. The desire was still there, though.