[He sighs, whether it be at the thought of saving some wealthy elitists or just getting into more trouble is unknown.]

It's cute how you think that the rich and wealthy are going to give up on getting more money because of something like this.

[He leans on the side of the car, arms crossed while he ponders his next move.]

If we go in there now and let the guests know about this, they're going to get their own private security to deal with "them". "Them" being the Counts servants, well, murderers. We help the guests, we doom the servants. We help the servants, the rich get their money and, possibly, may later get killed.