"I guessed as much based on your scowl. I would say you ought to smile more, but I have learned that such comments are often considered inappropriate." From the hole, Alex pulled what appeared to be an arthropod. It snapped at him with tiny pincers as he held its carapace between his thumb and index finger. He placed it in a bag, then sealed it. "I don't suppose that starring out at the crashing waves has done anything to address the cause of your anger?"