Magnus sighs. "Basically every single time I die or pass out, I have this, like, dream-vision of something that has either just happened, or something that's currently happening. Back in Valhalla, during the first few years when Loki was actively trying to get free and start Ragnarok, it was usually about him, or Hel, or Fenris Wolf, or maybe some jotuns who were also trying to stir up trouble. After I flyted him, sometimes it was just, like, random stuff happening in the Nine Worlds that I needed to be aware of. Stuff to help a quest. Stuff my -- stuff Frey wanted me to know about." Okay, so that happened twice. It still counts! "That kind of thing. Usually whoever I'm watching doesn't know I'm there, unless they're, like, super magical... so, basically just Loki, and only part of the time." He sighs and sets the blender lid on the counter, scuffing his toe along the ground. "When I first got here, that's how I tried to reach Alex, you know? Since he's --" he cuts himself off there. "Anyway, it didn't work. When she was here she said that from what I described, I saw her but she didn't see me. But TL;DR: I see whatever's the biggest threat to me or people close to me every time, so if Dream Person is actually the biggest threat here, odds are I'll see who it is and what they're doing." He pauses. "And they probably won't know, unless they're literally a god. And not just any god, a god of magic and deception and stuff." He perks up for a moment, and then makes another face, slumping again. "Never mind. I doubt it's our new godly resident. The worst thing Mr. D has done in recent history is piss my cousin off."