Even with the safety release, he didn't feel very comfortable while bound. He shifted his shoulders a bit and straightened his posture to carry himself less like the sleazy crook and more like the proud hero of a city. He did send a glance over his shoulder at Murdock when he explained and asked about the goggles. Snart smirked.

"They protect my eyes. The lenses are blacked out. That's how I knew you didn't rely on your vision in the bank. The flash my Cold Gun gives off is blinding in the best situations. It's downright brutal in the dark. It should've disoriented you, but it didn't."

"Keep the gun at my back, unless someone approaches. If you think you can pull it off, ice the security cameras as we pass. It's what I'd do to get someone's attention." And, just to be a general kink in their operation, because that was how Leonard Snart worked. "But I don't know what you can and can't pinpoint. You sure did a damn good job pinpointing me."