[ there's a frozen moment, an emotion crossing san lang's face too quickly to be catalogued-- but just as quickly, he unfreezes, and his smile turns apologetic. ] My apologies, I mistook you for someone else.

[ rage and despair war for space in his dead heart, but he hasn't spent eight-hundred years quietly, devotedly doing his best to serve his beloved god to let himself slip now of all times. it's not even the first time he's been forgotten, although it's certainly the first time he's been forgotten in the same form.

even so, if he finds out the cause of this.. if it's a person.. ]

Still, the question remains, doesn't it? [ his smile tilts up more fully, mild and a little amused. ] I have nothing else to do, so would you like help?