( He doesn't expect Maul to answer, and wouldn't blame him if he didn't. Despite their conversation back in the jungle being... much different from usual, Peter knows better than to assume he and Maul are on good terms now, or anything like that.
No, it can't really be defined in such a black and white viewpoint. Perhaps more than "good" or "bad" terms, they've simply reached a place where they can understand each other, a bit more. It's strange and unsettling and Peter isn't sure how to really describe it, but the empathy he feels for the man is purely genuine. He does mean everything he says. )
It's not your fault. That he did that to you. To... your brother. He was the real monster.
( Peter shudders quietly, tries to gather himself a little. He can't stop hearing the sounds of screams. Pain, and anguish, and loss. )
....I met him. Y-your brother. He's... I'm glad you can have him back, here.
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No, it can't really be defined in such a black and white viewpoint. Perhaps more than "good" or "bad" terms, they've simply reached a place where they can understand each other, a bit more. It's strange and unsettling and Peter isn't sure how to really describe it, but the empathy he feels for the man is purely genuine. He does mean everything he says. )
It's not your fault. That he did that to you. To... your brother. He was the real monster.
( Peter shudders quietly, tries to gather himself a little. He can't stop hearing the sounds of screams. Pain, and anguish, and loss. )
....I met him. Y-your brother. He's... I'm glad you can have him back, here.