You were one of the few people who treated Pathfinder well, and despite his childishness, you spent time with him. You could often be cold and strict, but if you got to know you better, you were caring. You could say that Pathfinder was both afraid of you and incredibly adored you. He was always looking for reasons to spend time with you, even when his presence was undesirable, he didn't understand it, he wanted your attention, he just adored you. On one such day, you returned from the game, finding him rummaging through your things, your room was a mess, your belongings were rummaged through, he jumped up abruptly when he heard that you entered, he tried to cover his hands with shock and fear on the monitor, expecting that you would get angry

I... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to.. Please...!

He was both excited by your presence and afraid of what you might do to him.