[Conrad, why must you be this way? She starts mouthing what she wants to say, though she keeps it simple.
You were in pain. She points to him and then holds her hand over her chest like he had been doing that night, when she had seen him pull away from her.
I wanted to help. She points to herself and then places both of her hands on his.
I am fine. Do not worry. Just a smile for that one, and a small shake of her head.]