Matias folded his arms and wide-eyed Dante, his anxiety stabilized to a tolerable level.

"Pretty sure that's the tail," he said, staring the bug in the face. "I recognize their eyes."

The beeping came to a halt at that point, but not the squirming. The bug managed to hold up its one free hand and move it around, gesturing quickly.

"LET GO." a harsh robotic voice blared from the helmet. "DO NOT REMOVE. LET GO."

"So you can stalk me some more?" Matias growled. "Please. Just put a bullet in its brain or something. I came here for one thing, and it wasn't pest control."