"A meditative movement?" She thought about it as she raised the potion bottle to her lips, cradling it between the heels of her palms. She was definitely not going to take her thumbs for granted ever again, that's for sure.
"Not the type of revolutionary movement I was thinking about, but it's a start," she continued as she handed the bottle back to him. Already she was starting to feel the burning sensation of her strained muscles leaving her body. The girl jerked head toward the door leading into the dungeons. "Let's get out of here, James. Didn't you say you have someplace else to be?"