[ He does remember it and it's clear on Hope's face that he's surprised to see it. After all, he carried that knife along with a lot of other ugly emotions. Giving it back to her had also meant throwing all of that away and stepping toward something better. Nevertheless, he slowly reaches out and takes the survival knife into his hand with a small frown.
He's older now but the weight of it hasn't changed in his hands at all. ]
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He's older now but the weight of it hasn't changed in his hands at all. ]
Why are you giving me this?