"It is good enough for me as well." One day one of them might have gone back to the ocean, leaving the other one alone in Trench heartsbroken. But Maul would take on those emotions in the future if it happened someday. For now, he was glad to be in the present with his brother, having finally reached a point where he could let go of some of the grief and guilt he still had over Savage's death. While he might never truly get over the fact his brother had died, he was in a better place now with his emotions regarding it than he'd ever been before.

"I hope I did." He'd died in a fight, as he'd always hoped he would. Dying in Kenobi's arms though, being comforted in his final moments by the man he'd hated for so long, that definitely had been a surprise. "Perhaps I would finally be at peace then and be reunited with you and Feral." At least if nothing else, his pain would be over.

Maul smiled a little, his fangs on display. Savage knew him well and how he'd react to things in his own way now that he'd grown a little more as a person. "I shall always remain myself at my core. Changes for the better or worse may affect me in certain ways but I will never go so far as to become unrecognizable to those around me."