[ Cisco opens his mouth to argue, to say that he is most certainly not going to forget about it. But he catches himself at the last moment, the words sticking in his throat. Rin had said please. Not the way he would've said please before, at Taako's dinner party or any other social engagement. It wasn't a little piece of offhand politeness, thoughtless and airy and empty. He'd said it like he meant it.

Rin looks unhappy. Really unhappy. Cisco closes his mouth, thinking fast. Magic was no big deal to Taako or Lup, but they weren't even from Rin's world. And the spell hadn't seemed like one he'd meant to cast. Almost like it was involuntary - more like Cisco's visions than Lup's fires or Taako's mage hand. He remembers how he always felt, when he had a vibe around people who didn't know what he could do, and would desperately try to cover up rather than just telling the truth.

So, after a long awkward silence, Cisco says: ]

Forget about what?

[ He isn't going to forget, of course. He's going to go on being worried and curious. But it's a kind of agreement, not to ask Rin about it, not to tell anyone about it. To pretend he'd seen and heard nothing, though they both know that's not the case. ]

Hey, it's freezing out here, you want a hot cocoa or anything? My cabin's pretty close and I was just heading back there anyway. I could mix some up pretty easy. Wouldn't be as good as Taako's, but it's warm at least.