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.