[ Cisco shrugs, too, mouth quirked to the side in a little smile. It's not really his strong point, either. Sure, he's studied other metahumans, but they'd all be relatively easy to understand. His own powers, by some stupid twist of fate, are significantly more mysterious. ]

Who knows. Hopefully the readings I got will give me some clue.

[ He waits until Taako has cast the spell - the same as the very first one he had demonstrated to Cisco, all that time ago, in that espresso bar. Cisco follows him through and to the magical room on the other side, saying as they go: ]

I think maybe I could do it again, though. Controlling it, like I did at the end there. Now that I kind of know how that feels. It's a little bit of progress.