Maul finally steps out of the shadows as Miles stares out the porthole. When he turns around he'll finally get a good look at Maul. He's almost amused by the boy's reaction; space-travel is so common where he comes from it long ago lost any boyhood sense of wonder for him.

"More than that." He says. "It seems whatever pulled us here did so across realities as well. This is not your universe, and it is not mine." His lips draw back into a sneer. "And our "rescuers" have no means of returning us. How very convenient, would you not agree?"