"I was thinking about you. About how you have to be fairly tough in your head to do what you do." "What?" For a moment Will was completely bewildered. "Tough in your head", "Do what you do"... These were not phrases that anyone used about him too often. What the fuck was it he'd told Rachel he did? Work in a coalmine? Teach young offenders? But then he remembered he'd never actually told Rachel any lies, and his bewilderment took a different shape. "What do I do?" "Nothing." That's what Will thought he did. "So how come I have to be tough to do that?" "Because... most of us think that the point is something to do with work, or kids, or family, or whatever. But you don't have any of that. There's nothing between you and despair, and you don't seem a very desperate person."