Matt flinched at the gunshot, smelling blood, fearing that the game was up. Ready to break character and attack the man who shot.

Somehow he managed to keep the gun trained at Snart's back without pointing it at the shooter. But he didn't look happy about it. "I'm working this deal alone." Already he didn't like this man. "Do I get to shoot you now?" An edge in his voice that was less arrogant and more promising he would do it later.