For today's Six Sentence Sunday, I continue with my Regency paranormal romance WIP, A Woman of Proper Accomplishments. For reference, a soul breather is a person with the rare ability to literally breathe life into inanimate objects:
Appreciating the handsome face of her rescuer was far preferable to letting her thoughts return to the disturbing memory of the masked criminal.
She could not help but compare Captain Southward to Mr. Morgan. The clean-shaven captain possessed darker hair and lighter eyes but presented less height. Her nose detected no hint of any eau de cologne unlike during her encounters with the more broad-shouldered Mr. Morgan. The militia officer's movements lacked the inherent grace and dignity of the soul breather but exuded a certain raw presence lacking in the gentleman. Though unclear if it was an artifact of his current profession or a more inherent aspect of the captain’s character, she could not deny the appeal.