He continued to eat. He worked out daily (for the body was his temple, and he glorified it and kept it healthy in honor of the One True God), and he had a stellar metabolism.. and thus needed copious amounts of food.
He had no idea that his soul had once been Heracles, and if he ever found out that that was the case.. he would likely have a great deal of difficulty believing it. The Father was his source of faith and strength at the moment. Finding out that there were truly other Gods, Gods whom he was RELATED to.. well, that would have just been a bit more than Andrei could handle.
He shook his head. While it was true that the Elder Priest did walk the streets (even the meaner ones), DeLuca's name had not yet crossed his desk. "I'm afraid I don't. Perhaps my ears have been spared?" He said with a bit of a smirk --which would likely be familiar (once again) to the other man.