Mo stared down at his own hands, trying to figure out which of the descriptors the professor had used so far best fit him. None of them? Did that make him a water palm or whatever?

He raised his hand. "Professor, water hands are long-fingered, with an oblong palm. Sorta... like the air palm but more rounded." Also... he sort of mentally forgave her for smooching with Flamsteed since she'd praised him. Sort of, at least.