“If… If I give this back to you… I want you to swear, on your life, that you won’t do anything with it except look at it.” Sunset said, holding the knife out, handle first, to Yuri.
“…” Yuri stayed silent for a little while, looking back at her, normally pale features now red and puffy. … But it wasn’t like she didn’t have other knives. “I swear.”
And, with that, she took the knife by its handle and began to walk away. “Thank you, Sunset.”
Before she could leave though, Sunset quickly turned her around and wrapped her in a hug, whispering in her ear, “Please… Be safe…”