My right calf is chalky blue from dried horseshoe crab blood. An angler on the ferry jetty hooked the creature earlier today, and did not know what to do.
I removed the hook from the mortally wounded creature, then let it grab my finger with its pincers, to show it could not hurt me. I then put my palm on its tail.
"It cannot sting you. It cannot hurt you."
I climbed down the rocks to get closer to the bay water, then let it go.
An hour or so later, I heard the angler say the same words to another frightened fisherman.
"It cannot hurt you."
That's a good day fishing.