Gepard's idea of a disguise is adorable-- barely more than just changing his clothes and putting on a cap, and Sampo would've bet his last credit that someone else had to give him the hat. There's something about Gepard's features that are just distinguishable, that particular combination of golden blonde hair and icy blue eyes and delicate, patrician features. It screams Landau from half a mile away. And Gepard clearly doesn't have the kind of skills that Sampo does, the ability to use a little makeup and a good wig to make his entire face look like someone else's, to erase the identifiable features of Sampo Koski for as long as he decides that he needs to be a different person. To change his voice and affect and stance to fit that new disguise.

Gepard Landau is still Gepard Landau even if you put him in street clothes and toss a cap on his head.

The good captain studies him a bit, really takes in all of the changes that Sampo made to his appearance. Sampo stays still and lets him look his fill, take in the eyes that are now brown rather than green, his mousy brown hair that's a little on the shaggy side, like he's gone a month or two past when he should get a cut; the seamlessly applied makeup that makes his cheeks look a little more gaunt and changes the shape of his jawline.

He ruins the disguise with one very Sampo Koski-esque wink to the good captain. He can't resist.

"I'll take that as a compliment," he says. If he wanted to remain unseen by the Silvermane Guard, he generally could do so. Being able to have a different face whenever you want it is a valuable skill. "So, Geppie, do I pass muster?"

Since Gepard had been so skeptical about his inclusion on this mission in the first place, he ought to get the man's approval, right?