Hercules gave a shrug. "Anything can change a person," he returned. He recalled a certain dark haired, fierce eyed warrior princess who had gone from being a bloodthirsty warlord to riding out and doing whatever she could to make up for her past. Pushing thoughts of Xena aside, he watched Gaia sit down in the chair.
So, magic was protecting this building. That was good. Though hearing that demons could possess people here, he was about to ask how that could be prevented when Gaia showed him an amulet...and a little more. Not that he meant to look but they were right there in front of his eyes, how could he help but look? Though he did try to keep his eyes focused on the amulet. And while it may not be his style, he knew it would be good to have one. If a demon were to possess him, with his strength, real damage could be done.
"I would appreciate that," he said. "It would not be a good thing if a demon possessed me." He didn't elaborate but would if asked. Hercules didn't like to boast about his parentage unless it was in specific regards to his late mother. He hoped she was faring well in the Elysian Fields.