He didn't ask if Archer had found that balance, because he didn't seem like the sort of person who was willing to talk about his personal life, and Cole wasn't in the mood to vocalize the fact that he kept missing the mark every time he thought he was close to achieving any kind of balance. Any happiness he managed to find was always overshadowed by things like this - burying dead bodies, receiving weird gifts from stalkers, and even being attacked by headless horsemen and wolves. He'd never find any peace while living in Bellum.
"You're welcome." Cole took the shovel and resumed refilling he grave, barely pausing when Archer mentioned omitting him from ever being involved in something like this. "Thanks. I appreciate it." Those four words were more genuine than anything he'd said so far, and his gratitude was evident.