Dogma woke to the sound of purring? He looked down, there was an arm across his chest. Laying beside him was the Zabrak, Maul. Who was gazing at Dogma with affection. Dogma took that as his cue to either scream or get up. He decided to scream. Maul quickly put his hand on Dogma's mouth and made a shushing sound. He motioned for Dogma to get up with Maul, who tossed him a comfortable looking black t-shirt, and said, "I apologize for the discomfort I have caused you, will you allow me your forgiveness?" Dogma quietly nodded staring at the very attractive red Zabrak. Who seemed to decide he was going shirtless. Dogma quietly said,"Why did you and your brother abduct me? You could have taken any other Clone in the Republic, why me? Maul smiled, moving to stand next to Dogma and put his hand on Dogma's shoulder, looking into his eyes. He asked,"How much do you know about Dathomirians? Not much I would guess. I am a Nightbrother, a Dathomirian Zabrak. We, my people and I, have destined mates and Dogma, you are my mate. I would think you have questions and I would gladly answer all of them. But I have a few questions of my own. That I hope you wouldn't mind answering?" Said the red Zabrak. Dogma sighed nodding, I absolutely can't wait for him to ask me all of my personal questions, though to be fair I'll ask him some personal questions of my own, Dogma thought. Maul took this as his cue to begin asking his questions.