Yeah. I'm... working on being able to control them, but it's still pretty tricky. They get triggered by, um- [ He'd been about to launch into an explanation about neurotransmitters but that would just be wasting time, and also confusing Magnus. The truth is simple enough, but stating it straightforwardly is strangely difficult. ] -I get them when I'm really afraid. And like, a couple times when I'm sort of happy-nervous, but mostly just whenever something scares me pretty bad. So I must've been having a nightmare or something, 'cause I was asleep when I got the vision about you.

[ He realizes how that might sound and adds, with conviction, as if he's certain before Magnus even says anything that he's going to suddenly not believe him, question his abilities entirely: ]

It wasn't just a dream, though. I can tell the difference.

[ The defensiveness, though, is misplaced; Magnus's thanks, and his realization that it must have been difficult to tell him, catch Cisco off guard. His throat's gone a little tight and he shrugs, too modest to admit that maybe it had been a bit courageous. He gives himself a moment by taking a sip of that hot cocoa finally. That affords him a few seconds to compose an answer, and he admits: ]

I don't, um... really like people knowing. So if you could, like, not... tell anyone, I'd appreciate it. Taako and Lup both know already. And, I mean, Eddie, obviously.

[ There are a few others he hasn't mentioned - Teddy, and Billy - but it's not a long list of people, at all. The amount of trust it had taken is no doubt underlined by the brevity of that list. But he wasn't going to let Magnus get hurt just to protect himself. That's bullshit. ]

It... would really really suck if you died.