[It's sorely tempting to just say "let us come with you"!!! But her son isn't a little baby or a child. That boat had long-since sailed... For him, anyway. He's old enough to go off on his own and take care of himself. As he hugs her, she wraps her arms around his body to hold him tight.]

We can meet up again somewhere. Maybe it'll be back here or maybe it'll be another city. We'll definitely be together again.