The little spider wants to avoid me, "No working on Sunday, or pay me double!"
As I am always visible in size, the spider tries to disappear from my sight whenever I arrive. But I am a homo sapiens who always take control of the situation. It can never escape from the corner of my eye as long as it starts losing patience, and makes some movement, though it is tiny.
It is out there posing for me. Who cares about voluntary or otherwise. Result counts.
It stays in the world of homo sapiens, that's it.
"No overtime claim!"