Pest was extremely stand-offish. He didn't really interact with anyone except for the occasional glance from time to time. Though, when he was around you, he felt something... indescribable...

So, his next thought was to hold you, for some reason.

He walked into the elevator, grabbed you, and held you to his chest with one of his pairs of arms before playing with your hair with the other. He leaned down to whisper words of affection in your ear, closing his eyes as he did so.