Cole nodded, resigned to the fact that they had to take a risk in order to try to maintain some semblance of law and order in the building. "Alright. I'll tell Joanie to come down here, and... let everyone else know what's going on." He felt better knowing that Micah had a gun, just in case someone tried to find Trenton and let him go. "Wish me luck." It was meant to be a joke but failed miserably, and he gave a half-shrug before turning and heading back up to his apartment.