"I was curious." Maul shrugs, his presence having caught Quatre's attention. He's keeping back to the shadows for the most part, but the red and black along his arms, and his obviously cybernetic legs are at least visible, as is his stare, which is...intense.

"Someone had to have built this...machine." Calling SUPERBIA a "station" felt wrong. Not built like any Maul had ever been too, and too large in scale. "I thought perhaps there might have been traces." He runs a finger along a dusty wall.

"But I do not think we will be successful, my young friend. I think death came to this place long ago, and buried SUPERBIA'S secrets well."