[ Cisco listens intently, nodding slowly as John explains. Some elements sound similar - the distortion of the images, the inability to pick what he sees, the fact that the information comes in flashes. But the idea that it is traced to tracking someone is very different to his own powers. And... since John was open about the limitations, perhaps it wouldn't do too much harm, to mention a few of the limitations of his own visions. ]

Mine aren't tracking related. I mean, I guess I could use them that way if I wanted. If I touch something that belongs to somebody, these days I can make myself have a vision of, like, where they are right at that moment, and what they're doing. Which I guess is kinda like your thing. But I also just get them out of nowhere, and when that happens I can't pick what I see, or stop them or anything, which...

[ Cisco laughs uncomfortably, rubbing at his arm, aiming for casual and missing the mark by quite a bit. He gives a tiny shrug, in lieu of actually finishing that sentence. Clearly, though, it was nothing good.

Aaaaand that's enough about that, for now. Why not talk about John's cute date? John's cute date is way better than thinking about his complicated relationship to his powers. ]

It's definitely an adjustment. I mean, I know it's not really the same thing, but the first couple weeks I was here, it was really weird never getting a text saying I had to drop whatever I was doing and run off to help stop some metahuman criminal from destroying the city with a tornado or whatever.

[ He says all of that as if it were the most routine thing in the world. But if anyone is likely to understand all that, John seems like he would. He had been a leader of this Mutant Underground, after all. They must have had various crises to face. And he is familiar with the concept of superheroes, at the very least... ]

Have you made plans for a second date, yet? 'Cause I've got some great places to recommend where you could take her...