He gave a shrug to her comment on it not being a good thing for anyone. "True. But being the son of a god could make me more of a target than others. And I'd rather not run the risk of being responsible for hurting innocent people here." He listened as she went on to explain the fictional thing. It was slightly hard to grasp, partly because the words weren't ones he was familiar with but he was doing his best and got the general idea.
"That's...interesting." He didn't know how else to describe it. Though really, he shouldn't be surprised. Stories and truth often grew embellished over the years. And given centuries separated him from his time, truth could have faded to legend and that could have faded to myth until it was little more than a bedtime story.
"Fictional or not, I was brought here and I have the ability to help, so it's the least I can do to help keep people safe. Especially if they don't want to or can't fight." Absently fixing a tie to his gauntlet, he looked around the apartment. "Anything else of interest I should know of Gaia?"