then their talk turned to his job , and how his days could be anything from eight hours behind his desk to fifteen on foot and in car and in interview rooms , facing down the most soulless creatures it could be any persons worst wish to want to spend time with ; and how his nights were most often his own in every sense , she would infer to rest and unwind in , and even down a jar or two , if that was what it took to align the things he had seen that day with any kind of caring model of the world and our place in it .