I think we could hope that for all of our sakes. Even those accustomed to such things tend not to prefer them -- not unless there are more serious issues at play.

[ Like the mercenaries he'd met, who relished in the violence. He chooses not to believe that of anyone unless they make it too present to be ignored. Why believe people to be monsters when he can believe them to be human? ]

If it were peaceful here, all that would be left would be to live. I'd recommend picking up a hobby.