She turned pages and Rod winced.

Rod winced at a twinge of conscience.

Rod winced at the touch of self-contempt that coated the vodered words and interrupted.

Rod winced at the pain of the memory of happiness and put it aside, sure he could recall it when he wanted.

Rod winced; the worst of the nausea and headache was gone, but there was still enough left to make him wish for a Dramamine.

Rod turned his head quickly and winced at the pain, but opened his eyes wider.

Rod thought about a few episodes from his own past and winced.

Gwen's elbow brushed his side again, and Rod winced again, too.

Rod winced at the sight; it magnified his chagrin tenfold.

That was too much; Rod winced and took Magnus's arm, turning him away and back to the horses.