[...Sorry Vincent, but he's not really paying attention. Or at least, looks like he isn't. With how his eyes glazed over for a split second before catching a glimpse of movement that wasn't daggers. Oh, just a bird.]

It's just so... mundane. [Oh look, he did listen.] Horror may exist in it, but only in it's excess does it appear so. And in those who only focus on their task, instead of the bigger picture.

[Though in the end, the bigger picture could be even more horrific. Or he could be calling the metaphorical kettle black.]