He might not run. But the second she sees him, she does. The excited shout of her voice that cuts clear and bright, it's him, "Charles!"

Her legs were made to run, those prancing steps that ram her straight into his chest, both her arms around him that hit him like a train going full pelt. Wrapping her arms around him tightly holding on with her whole being. Not even noticing that she picks him up clear off the ground in doing so.

But at least it's not crushing him. "Charles I was so worried about you!"