he was almost to me , his purposeful , loping stride the same as it used to be.there were differences , of course.he did n't have the cut warrior 's body anymore- because there was no need for it.he would n't need to fight for his life now in hand to hand combat.his legs were still long and graceful , his face still beautiful.it was a different face , but he still had the same strong jaw line and the same eyes.i smiled in relief , remembering how i had traced that very same jaw line with my fingers .