"We know they are as fickle as any being that considers itself a god," he replied with a small shake of his head. He didn't have high hopes that this would remain a good thing for them long-term, not with how this place changed things month-to-month, year-to-year. However, he would value the time that he had with Maul each and every day, even during those times his elder brother drove him a little crazy. "But we have each other now, and that's good enough for me, brother."

He nodded his head, not even pretending that he knew what that was about. Maul had been trained much more extensively in the Force than he had from a young age, so if his brother didn't know the reason, he definitely couldn't and wouldn't make a guess. "It seems that way given your long history of conflict with each other. You died a warrior's death, and I suspect you joined the Fanged God."

He made a noise of acknowledgement, rubbing his chin gently against the top of Maul's head in a typical affectionate gesture. "You mean, it will take you awhile to understand how you will react to this place and the Sleepers that annoy you." There were plenty of those. "Your cult may not appreciate changes. Or they may not care as long as you remain you."