Maul had no hesitation about accepting freshly-killed animals from Bluestar. After all, he'd eaten plenty of animals he'd killed himself while he'd been stuck on Lotho Minor and had learned not to be picky. In fact, he felt rather touched she'd be willing to go through the time-consuming process of hunting to get him something to eat.

"In the fridge." Realizing that a feral cat likely would have no idea what that was, he added on some details. "The machine in the kitchen--" He gestured to where the room was. "--that makes a lot of noise and produces cold air."