[ Cisco meets Tony's eyes, sees the scrutiny there. There's a degree of nervousness, in his expression, but the set of his jaw is determined. He doesn't answer right away, takes a moment to really think about it. As for his ability to do it, he's fairly confident. All those hours of practice, all that meditating with Genji, has started to pay off. His hesitation isn't can he, but should he. There's a very real danger that someone might see him, might put together that he's doing something not-quite-normal when he goes into what looks like a trance.

But after a moment or two, he nods. ]

I know. But... but what's the point of having powers if I'm not gonna use them to stop this kind of thing from happening?

[ Cisco casts a quick glance around them, making sure that no one is looking their way. He gives Tony another short nod, then reaches out deliberately to set his hand on one of those sonic grenades. The effect is immediate; from the outside, Cisco merely goes still, eyes open and unfocused, expression vague. Inside his head, he is watching this grenade be built, is searching around for clues as to the who, the where, the how.

It's about half a minute before Cisco is sucking in a sharp breath, blinking rapidly and reeling a little, though he catches his balance quickly. He rubs a hand over his eyes, face scrunched up momentarily as if he has a headache, but he says: ]

Well... I know where they were making the stuff, anyway. Gonna try again.