"I can know," she insisted gently, putting one hand to his damp face.

She looked down at the fiery wreck, eyes hard in the damp, dust-smeared face.

Sometimes she dabs at her damp red face with a large white handkerchief while she's listening to some story of Peter's.

The broad smile on Dezhnev's damp face as he sipped made it certain.

She pulled the towel from her bag and used it to dry his damp face.

She came to him and he pressed his damp face into the fall of lemon-scented hair.

She pressed her damp face against his fur, rocked herself.

She drew a deep breath, stepped back and wiped her damp grimy face.

Instinctively he stroked her hair back from her damp face.

"No," he said firmly, and made himself look away from her damp, glowing face.