And out.

Time to go see a baby who is slightly less baby.

Has Maul left her suite?

He has not. Still perched on the bed where she left him.

She introduces them to each other (as 'Darth Maul' and 'Darth Salacis'), then says: "You'll work together as my apprentices."

"It'll be fun!"

Maul is... less immediately enthusiastic.

Tiny smile. "Maul, Salacis will be helping to train you as well, as the senior apprentice."

He nods. "Understood."

She smiles and flashes a thumbs-up. "It'll be fun."

His return smile is more a baring of teeth.

"Let's put you through your paces first, though."

Maul stands obediently.

To the sparring area, then, in the part of the estate that houses the barracks and training facilities of her security team. 

How will they be going about this?

They can start with a spar. Hand to hand, no weapons except their bodies and the Force.

He shucks his shirt and begins stretching.

She doesn't need to strip any - she's already wearing clothes she can move in - but she starts stretching as well. 

When he's warmed up, he takes position in the ring. His stance is very classically Sith, an old style.

She mirrors him in her opening stance - though she wasn't really using a classic style when they fought earlier - and waits.

He gives it a five-count, then attacks.

She lets him - weaves aside at the last moment, not a move from this form - strikes at his shoulder - 

And begins asking questions. 

History questions, to start. 

He's not very learned in history.

She skims through topics until she finds something he can answer - while never letting up her attack on him. 

He's most educated in practical subjects, ones with immediate relevance to fighting or infiltration.

And he's cool enough under the pressure of the fight to keep answering.