[Faust listens patiently despite his slow way of speaking, but boy, that sure is a lot, huh. Not that this world seems to be faring well either, but he hasn't seen most of that for himself. He takes a moment to somberly absorb that grim information before responding.]

.....There are people alive here. Aside from us "otherworlders," I can't say for certain how well the locals are faring, as we're confined to these islands. But they seem to be surviving... though this world suffers from a plague.