Maul asked,"Why were you in a Republic prison? If you were going to be in any prison I would have thought it would be a Seperatist prison." Maul said. Dogma sighed looking away. Maul immediately felt concerned about this reaction. Maul sat next to Dogma and started to rub his back. Dogma flinched away, fear evident in his gaze. Maul froze moving his hand back to his lap. "If this is to personal, you can just tell me." Maul said. Dogma looked back to Maul, and said,"It's fine. I just really haven't talked this over with anybody...not even my brothers. Okay, the reason I was in there was because I...killed a Jedi. His name was Pong Krell, he was a Besalik and he killed my brothers, he made us kill our own brothers!" Dogma said,"I had to do it. Rex wouldn't ...couldn't do it, he was to loyal to the Jedi and...so was I." Dogma was crying, clearly distressed. Maul really didn't know how to comfort others, I really wished Savage was here but of course I just had to send him to work with the Mandos, I am such a fool, Maul thought, annoyed. He put his arms awkwardly around Dogma patting him on the back. The little Clone sobbed, nuzzling Maul's chest. Maul sighed, gathering Dogma into his arms he put Dogma gently on the bed. Laying beside his mate Maul started to purr. He hoped it was enough to sooth Dogma. The little Clone pressed closer to Maul, but his crying was starting to slow down. Maul's purr actually seemed to help, thanks to his Nightbrother instincts, he sort of knew what to do. He thanked the Force once Dogma fell asleep, pressed into his chest the little Clone slept.