Sometimes I glanced over at Stephen to watch what he was doing during the song. He was still standing around with Paul and Mark watching the performance.
Sometimes he would be opping along himself. At some point he leaned over and whispered something into Paul’s ear, and when Paul whispered back to him, Stephen laughed and wrapped his arms around Paul’s shoulders and gave him some sort of hug. Paul smiled, laid his head on top of Stephen’s head, reached up and patted Stephen’s head in an affectionate, brotherly way. It was such a sweet, privy moment to witness.