Trace could feel his brother close but as he scanned the crowd he missed his form, until it was against his, body to body, and Trace remembered he was flesh and limbs and not just connection and tracers of light. It took a moment, too much joy welling up suddenly to breathe or move, before he could raise his arms and wrap his brother up in those, too, the same way he reached out to wrap him up in shared visions and colors twisting around them both.