"More or less." He wiggles one of his hands in a wavy, noncommittal gesture. "I was capable of a lot more, before. I think the Rift's getting in the way." It's almost certainly the Rift - Ascended beings were the closest thing his universe ever came to actual gods as opposed to all the sweeping, over-dramatic conquerors they faced regularly, and here he's lucky to even establish a mode of communication.

"But, uh, you could probably - I dunno, think really hard in my direction and I might pick it up?" It's theoretical at best, but he's not really sure what counts for a consistent method of contact when he's not even on the same plane as most of the people he knows.