Matt knew that voice, even if it didn't know him. He looked a lot different in his day job clothes. Sans sunglasses, he nearly looked sighted. The only thing that gave him away was the white stick in his hand.

He smiles, amused, his eyes not quite tracking where the man was. "It's possible. It wouldn't be the first time." Strange how they let the criminal up walking around but perhaps the police didn't see him as much of a threat without his cold gun. He offers a hand forward in Snart's direction, "Matt Murdock, attorney."