I remember once opening the door to a garage (with a gravel floor), hundreds of the little guys immediately dove in to the gravel. It was… fine. I was… fine.

Conversely, I was at a snake petting zoo and they had an arachnid room. There was a big ol’ scorpion there covered with it’s babies taking a ride and it was honestly very cute! (This was thousands of miles from home, so that helped too.)

In summary: Scorpions… sometimes?