Ione, meanwhile, is charmed, and wiggles her free fingers back at her new attached friend: "This is kind of like interliked jazz hands, which is also a great secret handshake skill," she says with a grin, but gives Reshad a nod and bumps the offered fist.

Then offers a high-five.

Covering it all in the background of poetry discussion. Ione is humming, too, because she can't help but make musical sounds around the mothlings, even if she can't produce enough chords at once.