Come down and hug me.
She had missed his message, therefore hurried back towards the hall; the crowd was filtering out in the opposite direction.
As she entered the place, she saw him in the centre of the room, and she stopped a while at the entrance to watch him. The way he talked and laughed with the journalists, the charmer he was for the cameras. He was always meant to be there.
I’m so proud of you.
She was happy to be there, just watching him from the side, smiling to see him the way he was.
A proximity that was near enough, and they could never be closer.