Devon: Why did you stick around?
Irving: I'm afraid of death.
Devon: You? Seriously? you see it all the time. Everyday somebody dies in our ER.
Irving: And when it happens I walk away. Another team comes in, cleans the body, zips up the bag. One moment a person is there and the next it's just dead flesh. Empty eyes, heavy limbs, absence. When I almost lost Jessica it got personal, I realized it could happen to us at anytime.