"Nah, I got it, but it's not gonna be quiet." He grabs something off the desk he's hiding under- a paperweight or, whatever, doesn't matter. It's not important and it's large and something he can throw well. A bit of focus, a twist on the internal structure that he's still not all that sure how it works-

And it starts to pulse in his hand. Four count for a flashbang, charging the item with energy and counting off over the comm for Locus. "Engaging in three, two, one-"

Flashbang out- the paperweight whatever hits the ground by the guard's feet and goes off with a muffled bang, stunning him while York vaults out to finish the job with a quick shot.