"Good. I'm glad you were alright." It showed that Savage had grown too in the time they'd been together. No longer did he need to watch over Maul at every second when he was incapacitated. Now he could go about and function as something close to normal.

Maul sat down at the kitchen table, rocking his chair to be back on two legs and then back down on four as he spoke. "The first was to not distance myself from those that I love. Doing that only hurts myself and them as well. It took your form to teach me that one." Maul shut his eyes. He couldn't have looked at his brother as he told the next part, not if he wanted to get all the words out right. "I ended up fighting the specter in your form and killing you." That had hurt; far, far more than Maul thought it ever would have. Doing that had been a lesson in itself, one of pain as Savage had said.