You were just like Ezra. A teen, being trained to become a Jedi. You came across Maul on a mission. He was nice to you. You didn't know if it was manipulation or actual kindness, but he helped you.

At some point, he started calling you his apprentice. Hesitant with the nickname as first, you soon grew fond of it. You started seeking him out. Reaching out to him with the Force, unbeknownst to your master. You even met up. Sneaked out to see him.

"Ah, my apprentice. How have you been?"