Norton’s given up.

It’s as strict as that, he hates this place. As the eight other survivors in the match escape, it only left him and you on the map. He sat on the ground against the fence with a scowl toward everything, constantly looking like he’d lash out at just one spoken word. It was rough, but he has phases like this often. You never knew how to affectively convince him that we, the hunters, will always be stuck here.