He looked awful, his features twisted with fear and disbelief.

His narrow features twisted in upon themselves as he bent toward her.

"You don't look like a lord," he said, his features twisting in a sort of smile.

He sat up as the door opened, his features twisting in fury and indignation.

His features twisted as if he were about to puke.

Bugsy's features twisted into something that should have been a grin.

His gaze found her, and his features twisted with hate.

Briefly, Nyle's features twisted as though he were trying to smile.

Brin was a distortion of the woman she had once been, her features twisted almost beyond recognition.

The frown returned, the features twisted, the body began, again, to fade, only to resume, once more, its earlier nature.