"I feel it sometimes. Stretched thin, I guess."

Maybe he was overworked, but he was needed. And he liked his job, really, he did.

"The town was a wreck, I couldn't just-- " he shook his head. "I put her back together, an' then I made sure she was runnin' well after."

And then he kept going from there.

"Besides, what the hell would I do on vacation? Putter around an' empty house? Get a taste of what retirement's gonna be like?"

She wasn't interrogating him, which was good. She also wasn't some therapist, which was better.

"I think we've had some good talks. I mean... well, I think I've talked t'you more than I have anyone else in a long time."