The only reason I recognize you so well is because I've been having some troubles with mistaken identity in this place.

[His voice is calm and passive as always, and he doesn't even flinch as Lucifer leans in. But his remarkably old blue eyes tell a different story- they darken somewhat as he looks at the person in front of him who looks so much like him but will never be him at all.]

I'm Jacob. And no, I don't think we have. Not where I come from.