Shortly afterward, Lexx was sitting at a table with a half full box of nutramixes sitting in front of him.  Empty packets were scattered over the tabletop along with several empty cups of water and a couple that were still full.  He was working on his third cup of water.  Chel was trying not to be a distraction, keeping up nervous chatter about the match.

Lexx didn’t hear a word she was saying, concentrating on the cup and his own thoughts.  He gazed at her over his drink, focused on the strong feelings he had for her.  This is my game.  I just have to win, and keep winning.  Lexx let his emotions run, enjoying them as they coursed through his body and made him feel better than he had ever felt.  He just wanted to stay here with her.