Those two minutes were tough to wait. It was only two minutes, but the instant Cas disappeared before him and he was left alone on that roof... Cole was lost in his thoughts and couldn't help but wonder if he was losing his mind a bit. Here he was, in a new reality altogether where Empire City was called New York City, was on Zeke's parallel roof with no Zeke to be found, and he was talking to Cas... a great guy who was also apparently an angel. An angel who was now searching Heaven for Trish.
His heart ached in those two minutes. No Zeke, no Trish. Just a familiar city surrounding him that wasn't his own, but still so loved. This was a parallel to his home in so many ways, but everything about New York City lacked what he truly loved: the people he met in it. Being left alone on that rooftop with too much craziness running through his head made the two minutes feel like two hours.
And then Cas was back, faster than Cole could've expected. Not only that, but he was saying he found her. Trish. She was in Heaven... re-living happy memories...
For a long moment Cole was silent, unsure of what to say. It was good news, of course it was. It was more than he could have ever hoped to hear. Which meant that he had absolutely no idea what to say or how to process it for a good long while. But once he'd had a few moments to catch up, to wonder what memories she was living in, a few flashed in his own memory and a smile came to his face. "At peace, huh? That's good. Yeah..."
Nodding then, he felt a pressure on his chest dissipate, something that he'd had weighing on him ever since it happened, ever since Kessler killed her. Ever since he had to make the choice between Trish and six other doctors who could save so many lives compared to just the one. He hadn't realised that weight was there, but now that it was fading, he felt relieved in a way he'd never expected to. Cole's smile remained subdued, still weighed down by the guilt of all the good years of life she'd had stolen from her, but knowing that she was happy somewhere helped. It did.
"Thanks, man," he managed to say then, tearing his eyes away from the other to look out over the city for a moment. This mirror image of his city, his home. "That's one less thing weighing on my mind now."