It's--

--actually genuinely unexpected, even startling. He hasn't seen this ring in quite literally more than two thousand years - hasn't given it a thought for most of those disparate lifetimes he's lived since - and it's the last thing he might've imagined receiving from the gods. Not unwelcome, just strange, at first; he lifts it into the light, turning it slightly, and the recognition is clear.

“Yeah,” he says, after a moment, sliding it onto his finger. “I guess I am.”