Cisco couldn't respond to Noah, he didn't even know he was there touch or not. To the average eye it probably did look like some kind of seizure, but to him it was much different. To him, he saw something he didn't know how to explain. It was like a vortex of darkness, crackling with energy. A moment after the pot was moved, Cisco took a breath finally. Color seemed to seep back into his cheeks. His grip on that counter loosened and his feet lowered a bit flat to the ground. That was a mistake, he'd stepped on one of those bits of porcelain and grimaced. "What? Ow." Cisco looked down at the mess of cup with a raised eyebrow before lifting one of his feet that was now bleeding thanks to the broken cup.
"I saw something. I don't know what it is exactly." He admitted as he let his hand touch his chest as he tried to catch his breath. he hadn't even been able to breathe. He felt sick and dizzy as a result. He stepped his foot away from some of the cup, and a bit of blood was left in it's wake. Unfortunately for him, that wasn't the end of the blood flow either. Blood began to spill from his nose as he lowered his head in exhaustion. "Fuck." He probably ought to start wearing that seizure bracelet after all. He'd lowered his head down in obvious discomfort.
"It's not good." Whatever it was he saw. It was scary and ominous.