This was the part that Sorin had expected and yet it still made his brows draw together. He'd Seen something about nearly every student in the school at some point, however small, be it that Ravenclaw tripping in the Great Hall or the most recent, horrifying scene. If he weren't careful, and other people found out, they'd all be coming to him to ask if their next exam would go well or if their pet rabbit would live another winter. Those weren't the kinds of visions he saw. At least not most of the time.
"I have," he said softly. "And given your most recent journal entry, I will tell you what I Saw. But not all of it. That would spoil the ending."
With a distant smile, he faced the other boy.
"You will find someone. Someone you would never look twice at, on a normal day. It will be soon. And they will be unlike the others."
It was cryptic enough, he supposed. But the truth, nonetheless. Shaking his head, he looked away, studying the lake intently.
"Not always. The worst ones, the biggest ones, yes. The silly, everyday things only make me feel tired. They make me tremble, a little. It is like - like something takes over my body and draws its energy from me to produce the images I see. Sometimes there are words, like prophecies. Other times, not."