"You were hurt," she murmured, pitying her brother's friend.
She rose, pitying him.
The White God, Damian, studied the Black God's youthful features, both pitying and wary.
But pitying him, defending him, helping him command his own men … The vamp was right, and she hated to admit it.
"You're starting from scratch," Deidre observed, pitying the woman.
Some were politely curious, others pitying, still others resembling that of the maître d'.
She couldn't help pitying the women who had been thrust into a bloody war when they met their Guardian mates.
Taran looked down at his own richly spun wool and linen clothing, pitying the men on the beach.
It seems to me that all people who have loving, pitying hearts, are not strangers to each other.