[Maul's not sure what a Kätzlein is but he's going to assume it's some sort of feline. Absently, he corrects Klee.]
It's Darth Maul. There's no 'Mister' attached to it.
[Considering all the other things that have happened to Maul after consuming food in Deerington and Trench, he comes to a rapid understanding that this is likely another effect of this place. He glances down at the chocolates with distaste.]
It must be them.
[As he's saying this, a long fluffy red tail sprouts from where the end of his spine should be. What's a bit shocking is the fact that part of Maul is prosthetic and this shouldn't even be anatomically possible. But apparently magic chocolates don't care about what he thinks.]
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It's Darth Maul. There's no 'Mister' attached to it.
[Considering all the other things that have happened to Maul after consuming food in Deerington and Trench, he comes to a rapid understanding that this is likely another effect of this place. He glances down at the chocolates with distaste.]
It must be them.
[As he's saying this, a long fluffy red tail sprouts from where the end of his spine should be. What's a bit shocking is the fact that part of Maul is prosthetic and this shouldn't even be anatomically possible. But apparently magic chocolates don't care about what he thinks.]