Maul was furious. Normally he would be glad he didn't have to share Ezra with a Jedi, but Ezra, after the Holo call had locked himself in the cabin refusing to talk or come out. Maul could have entered Ezra's cabin if he wanted to, but Maul was trying to respect Ezra's privacy, something Maul's own master never did. The Zabrak had tried to make Ezra some dinner, but humans and Zabraks had apparently different, ah, tastes. So, Maul just poured a glass of Meiloorun juice, and was trying to get Ezra to let him in. "Ezra, I have nice cold glass of Meiloorun juice, if you want any. I don't want it to go to waste, please let me in Ezra. You shouldn't be isolated like this, at this time. You need to be comforted by a friend, or relative." Maul said, worriedly. Finally sick of it, Maul opened the door. Ezra sat on the floor, crying and holding the stuffed Loth-cat. Maul sat next to him, bringing his apprentice into a hug. "Ezra, it's alright. Jarrus doesn't deserve you anyway, if he yells at the slightest mistake." Maul said, trying to sound comforting. Ezra leaned more into Maul's hug, the Zabrak realized Ezra had fallen asleep in his arms. This child must trust me to do that. Though he seems to fall asleep a lot, Maul thought, with a glance at his apprentice. Maul put Ezra back into his bed, with the stuffed Loth-cat as well.