His flamboyant actions and brutal common sense turned the tide of many missions.
Daniel wondered aloud, and his sense of unease turned to alarm.
His dry sense of humor turned everything around.
A sense of waiting as all eyes turned to him.
"The dog is whipped, no sense daring him to turn back and snap at us."
A vague sense of urgency turned him back to the blasted clearing.
His senses again turned to the trees beneath them.
"But they have had such a big run-up in their stock that it makes sense for them to turn into a buyer."
Both try to defeat each other and a sense of rivalry turns their sweet relationship to bitter.
The bitter sense of failure turned his voice to ice.
