A very faint smile passed across the young man's face.
He started at her with a faint smile which she didn't care for.
This time I got a faint smile, but a real one.
She wasn't looking at him and didn't see his faint smile.
She gave him a faint smile and a look that said, Me either.
A faint smile came back to his face at her words.
His faint smile brought a similar one to her face.
She turned her head and gave him a faint smile.
She returned a few minutes later with a faint smile.
A faint smile might have played across his face for a moment.
He managed to open his eyes now and give her a wan smile.
The doctor gave up a wan smile, his second and last of the night.
Then she adjusted her position and gave him a wan smile.
She looked at her husband and offered the wan smile again.
Finally, she looked down, then gave me a wan smile.
He turned a wan smile on the figures before him.
When finished, she turned to the crowd with a wan smile.
She shook her head and gave him a wan smile.
She gave him a wan smile and nodded her thanks.
She forced herself to give her husband a wan smile.
Then Syrona took back her cup and gave everyone a watery smile.
As he had intended her to, she gave a watery smile.
She gave him a hesitant, watery smile and drew his hand to her heart.
She sniffed and tried for a watery smile, but failed.
He laughed again, and she gave him a watery smile.
She gave him a sideways look, a watery smile, and squeezed his hand.
The old man nodded and his wife smiled a watery smile.
She raised her head and gave him a brilliant, if somewhat watery smile.
She opened her eyes again and managed a watery smile.
She gave a watery smile as her hair was stroked.