[As usual, Maul was soothed by the sound of Makie's shamisen. He breathed deeply and let out the air slowly as he listened to the songs she played, trying to calm his mind even with seeing the shade that had taken the form of a chubby pre-teen boy nearby, human but curiously with a pair of pale horns at his hairline as if he was some sort of human-Zabrak hybrid or the way a Myth might look here in Folkmore.
When Makie finished up her current song, Maul looked over to her.]
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When Makie finished up her current song, Maul looked over to her.]
Play another one. Please.
[He requested in his soft voice.]