Snart watched as he sectioned the baton and chuckled bitterly. "Confidence is only an issue when it's misplaced. You don't have to trust me. Just trust that I'm pretty damn good at what I do." He wasn't an excellent bank robber just because he was quiet. He was an excellent bank robber because he was a damn good tactician.

"Actually, I have a better idea. It would give us an edge, actually. If I brought you in, they'd be expecting you to escape. They'd keep careful watch on you, which means leaving you an opening to escape could easily be noticed. But, if you weren't actually you under that mask, they'd be focusing on the wrong guy. Don't worry, I'm not asking you to go in entirely unmasked." Cold shrugged out of his big, blue parka and pulled the goggles from around his neck. They were darkly tinted to protect his eyes from the glare of his gun's beam.

"Hood up, goggles on, you're nearly as hidden as you are with that cowl." He held the gun out by the barrel and pressed the handle towards Matt's hand. "I will be wanting that back after all this." It also meant, should things go south and they decided to take no chances with a bound Daredevil, it wouldn't be Matt that took a bullet. Not that Snart would admit to thinking that far ahead or for the other's safety. It was his idea, he deserved to take the risks.