"If you think that, perhaps you should zoom out and consider the present situation." The two of them on the floor of a shared bedroom, Jim half in his lap while a small dog Sherrinford gifted him was excitedly exploring the room.
To further his point, he held up a finger and added, "When is the last time you killed someone? The last time we took actual work?" Jim paused, just a second. "See? Soft. Domestic. Tame. I think we're living in your perfect fantasy sometimes."