[ It is annoying that this has turned out this way. But it's perhaps more annoying that the universe seems intent on throwing him more challenges and roadblocks. As if winding up here weren't enough. ]

I think it's underneath all of this junk. Whoever owned this last kept their whole life in here.

[ Though his search doesn't stop as he hears the crunch of gravel beneath Gustave's feet, it doesn't mean that is guard isn't down. Unfortunately for Gustave, old habits die hard and Cassian had learned from an early age that outward kindness didn't always mean that someone could be trusted. He'd employed it himself more than a handful of times. Still does to this day.

But he stops his search completely when Gustave offers - quite kindly - to assist. ]

You want to help?

[ There's another question that hangs in the silence left unsaid: What does he want in exchange? ]