Sunset Valley you are my sunshine, my only sunshine

Sega’s ears tipped forward, then eased back again, unsure. Twitch, he said, her name soft on his tongue. It felt strange, small in his mouth after so long.
You… walk far, he managed, words slow and rough-edged. His golden eyes moved over her thin frame, catching on the sharp lines of her ribs, then flicking away. No… home? he asked, voice low.
He shifted in the water, tail stirring the current behind him. I not think… see you again, too. A faint breath left him, almost a laugh. But… is good.