Fair. [ Gustave hadn't actually seen what happened to them after they walked past the guards posted at the entrances, and he hasn't tried him himself yet. Clearly. But he's got other things on his mind. Leaving... well, there isn't really anywhere for him to go. ] I'll let you know if I see anything.

And that sounds a lot like Lumière. Before the Fracture, before our little piece of it was thrown out into the middle of the ocean, apparently it was beautiful. It still is, in it's own way if you're a romantic. But the people are suffering. There's no getting around that.