Billie: How are you holding up?
Conrad: Keeping perspective. The heart is a muscle.
Billie: Hey, this is me, Conrad. Inside this woman who walked into our ER is a part of someone we both love. That means something.
Conrad: After Nic died, I kept seeing things that made me feel she was still with me. A song we love would suddenly come on the radio. A woman in the park with her laugh. Finding a note she left for me in the drawer, that kind of thing. And eventually, it faded.
Billie: But now a small part of her, a real part of her is here, alive.