With barely a glance, Medusa knelt down to rub sensation back to her ankles and her hair slowly calmed down, settling in waves down her back though the undulated with agitation. "I do not have much patience from being taken from my... place of work." It wasn't exactly home yet.
When she rose, she inhaled slowly and exhaled slowly. It felt better so much better not to be restricted and she surveyed the area with fresh eyes. Medusa had been too focused on her predicament to study her new environment. She suddenly struck the bubble with a lock of her red hair and there was a audible whip crack. She frowned to see her hair didn't make even a dent.
Then she studied her companions; both seemed familiar yet she couldn't quite place them. "I do not think anyone agreed."