They were both good-looking men but in different fonts. And actually, Pace was almost too handsome, the sort of attractive that everybody was aware of, including himself. The sort of handsome that made me leery. Levi had an attractiveness that grew with time. Every time I looked at him, I found a new striking feature to study, like the hard bump on the bridge of his nose before it sloped down or the gentle strength of his long sculptor fingers. He was far more interesting and distinguished.
