'What do you wish me to do? Flog myself, forever and eternally in turmoil as I feel wail of how terrible I have been and try to make amends? No, that is not me and never will be.'
[There's just the barest muted sound that might have been laughter if Maul could properly talk. He writes down, having to switch to a new napkin almost every sentence with how large his letters are.]
'You may go on waiting then. I don't feel bad about what I did before and only recently learned what it feels like to hurt people I care about. But you won't believe that. You are stiff and rigid and think me incapable of feeling anything but anger and hate. You don't want to believe I can change.'
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[There's just the barest muted sound that might have been laughter if Maul could properly talk. He writes down, having to switch to a new napkin almost every sentence with how large his letters are.]
'You may go on waiting then. I don't feel bad about what I did before and only recently learned what it feels like to hurt people I care about. But you won't believe that. You are stiff and rigid and think me incapable of feeling anything but anger and hate. You don't want to believe I can change.'