April shrugged, a human gesture that hurt Cirocco to watch.

The chief shrugged, an exaggerated gesture that used most of his upper body.

She shrugged, a mid-air gesture that made her body rock.

He shrugged, a gesture I was beginning to recognize as one of his favorites.

He shrugged, a gesture that conveyed what they both knew: it was all going to hell.

And so instead she shrugged, a gesture that, fortunately, could mean many things.

He shrugged, an oddly casual gesture that one would make when talking to an old friend.

He shrugged, a gesture that could have meant anything.

She shrugged, a small gesture, one he knew so well.

He shrugged, a gesture that must have come down from Mason.