Needless to say this is a lot to step into. Viktor doesn't consider himself squeamish, it's hard to be when growing up in a place like the undercity, but this pushes that. Cruelty in Zaun was often a powerplay or a sadistic whim, this seems calculated in a horrible way.

He regards the carnage with a grimace, eyes moving to Shen Yuan as he speaks. "No, it is quite alright. I admit I can see now exactly why this man invokes such a reaction." Another glance at the corpse. He can hope this is not from a memory but... "Especially if this is the kind of vengeance he might try."

He lets go of Shen Yuan's hand to test- ah, still in the dream, good to know. Part of him wants to try to help the man before them, but he knows in this place he is more grim furniture than anything.