Don’t tell Vrai, but I let them out.
And, that is a baby compared to what I have encountered. I use a container to capture them, and slide a stiff card under that, open the door, and let them out. Live and let live. Oh, and yeah, I am not afraid of anything. Last week, I got ready to cook corn on the cob, and found a worm in one. I let the worm out, and threw the rotten corn in recycle. My dot knows me so well, and said...of course you did.
A brown recluse, or black widow Is a different story. I have encountered them, and they didn’t live. It makes me sad when I have to kill anything. Some copperheads lost their lives, too, in Calvert.