[Maul stands off to the side, wearing all black as usual and with his hood up, but layered right now with a gloriously fluffy fur coat. It had been cold before he ended up getting sucked in here. He watches with an impassive face, not sure whose memory he's dropped in on. But while he doesn't recognize anyone in the room at first, that all changes when Shiro enters. Yes, this is a face he knows quite well from his time in Deerington, though there's no fondness between the pair of them. That's to be expected given how destructive Maul has been with the people connected to the man if not to him personally.]
So this is his home universe.
[Maul muses, more to himself than addressing anyone else who might be in the memory with him right now.]
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So this is his home universe.
[Maul muses, more to himself than addressing anyone else who might be in the memory with him right now.]