There's a cricket in my room. It isn't chirping, but I know it's there because I've seen it a couple of times this evening. Each time I think I can catch it, it scurries away and hides. If I don't catch it and put it outdoors, something bad is likely to happen to it. A cat might catch it. I might step on it in the dark. (Eww.) It might get caught up by the vacuum cleaner. Odd thing is, if I saw a roach that size in the house, I'd freak. When I see roach's music-making cousin, all I worry about is it's welfare. See what talent can do, even for a bug?