Sora kept looking at the switchblade, noticing how worn it was. Old. Just like Ellie had said.
"I know. I won't let anything happen to it. I promise," he said, voice warm as he said words that were quite familiar, yet weren't familiar to him. His other must have said them at some point. Well, he had to agree. He wasn't about to let something happen to what was obviously precious to both Ellie and his older self.
After all it was her switchblade. He recognized that now.