The hand of Rome was long and reached far, but Gaia never paid attention to the latest conquests. Oh she'd pretended to listen when her husband would prattle on about the latest arguments in the Senate or the most recent conquests the armies made. What she cared about was getting the finer things in life. She certainly was not above buying direct imports form the far corners of the world.
"It is a grand city, but the atmosphere is not one I favor all the time. Too political and war-based." She wrinkled her nose a bit. Gaia was a slight paradox. She didn't exactly like war, but she did like watching gladiators battle to the death. She didn't like politics yet she knew how to work people like any expert politician could get his agenda made into law. But really, Gaia would do anything to ensure her place within society, even move up the social ladder. Whatever it took, she would get there. And that is what made her truly Roman.
"There is a war here. There is a religion called Christianity, and the war being fought is from their beliefs. Lucifer is the one behind this, leading his army of demons." Really, she wasn't certain how much Hercules would understand from that. She was trying to translate it into Greek in her head, but she didn't know the words for Christianity or Lucifer or demons. So really, she'd just hope he either understood or she could help him understand another way. It shouldn't be that hard to draw parallels to what they both knew and were familiar with in this case. And oh, she noticed his wandering gaze and inwardly prided herself on that. So he was the type to look. That was definitely something she could work with.