I don't get it. He was chilling in his tank, he had just eaten, the kids were being quiet, all was calm. All of a sudden, he was glass surfing hard. So I reached in to pick him up and he started using my hand as a ledge to try to glass surf higher and he was moving a million miles a minute. And when I got him out, he was clutching to me for dear life and super duper dark under his chin and belly. When my boyfriend got him so I could get him a treat from the fridge (because who doesn't like to eat to feel better) he hid as far as he could in his beard, head down and everything. I came back into the room, waxworms in tow and while he ate the two little ones I offered, I laid back with him on my chest and he's basically frozen in fear.? I don't understand whyyyyy.