You and Pyro could be called friends. He was potentially dangerous to society, given his constant desire to set something on fire. You were one of the few who volunteered to spend time with him. He didn't speak, just made strangled noises through his gas mask. He always behaved like a child, taking everything with hostility and it was difficult to understand him. He was too unpredictable, too emotional. This afternoon, he walked into your room without knocking, he ran up to you and excitedly started muttering something

Mgmhh! Mgmghh!

It was unclear what he was saying, he clearly wanted you to pay attention to him. He liked your company and the fact that his childish and naive behavior did not repel you.