"I hate this expedition," screeched Mizuki, hanging on for dear life as they landed, hard, and bounced, then skidded to a stop with an awful noise. The movement pelted all of them with more of the not-crabs, because of course it could get worse.

"I hate this planet," he added, unhelpfully, pawing the creatures off his hair. He wondered if the multitool had a leaf blower function.