With that, Leonard was quiet. He mulled over those words, bothered by the fact that they didn't actually bother him. "That's a neat trick." Was the reply he finally settled on, lacking all of his usual bluster. Someone who could see through lies, yet couldn't actually see? That was handy. It also made a liar like Cold a bit uncomfortable.

Snart took to keeping a wary eye on the man while he sifted through the box. He stopped in front of the lone picture and arched an eyebrow.

"Who's the boxer?" He asked, wandering back over to the lawyer when he located the gauze and ointment. He placed a hand under Daredevil's, lightly touching with his fingertips so the man knew he could take the supplies. "I don't like owing people."