"You're the one who jumped on me!" He's shrunk down to a non-terrifying size but that also makes it harder to catch him, and that's before his kid starts making a ruckus. The shrieking and slapping and metallic pinging noises of a frustrated toddler attached to their helmet strain their focus enough that it slows them down, even as they stretch their arm joints beyond the human range of motion to grab at Tarantulas crawling up their back.

"Why are you like this?!" It's more a cry of aggravation than an actual question.