For the record, May doesn’t often show up in the comic except to deliver direct quotes from my wife. This is a case study.
Now, the threat here might seem akin to a minefield, where the field is the portion of the mattress where I sleep and the mines are tiny shards of ABS plastic with sharp corners. But the reality was a brick-built statuette of a praying mantis standing just beside the pillow where my shoulders would go. An insect famous, among other things, for eating her mate after copulation.
Her ways are subtle and unsettling.