[Oh.

His eyes widen abruptly in realization. Yeah that explains it. Damn, the poor guy had really suffered intensely, hadn't he? Now that it's been pointed out, though, he realizes where the similarities lie in facial structure and in voice with the tragically twisted version of the man that he saw when he was entirely out of his own mind.

Immediately remorseful, he holds out an open palm as if to placate him. Or reassure him. Both, perhaps.]

I am so sorry. I didn't - are you okay? Whatever the lanterns did, it looked so painful.