Norton has a tendency to fiddle with things. most commonly, you.

it wasn’t uncommon to be passing by, only for one of his hands to stop you by your waist. gently grabbing a handful of your skin, before sending you on your way.

his hands were firm, of course, but they never pulled to the point of pain.

seems he just has a fascination with you. after all, how could he not? you’re so warm and soft.