Lexx isn't mine. This is a drabble. Post-season 1.
An ache of sorts, not physical but there, had settled in Kai's chest. He aimlessly wandered Lexx when awake, trying to find some peace in the fleshy niches -- trying to identify the ache. Loss. Hope. Maybe he would find another one. Of all the things to be haunted by...
Zev could hiss for him, at least until the feeling passed. She would too, because she loved him. That would be using her, though, something Kai refused to do. He'd just have to accept the dull ache residing inexplicably in his nonexistent heart.
Kai missed being a mommy. He missed Squish.