"Of course I miss it," Greece was his home, and sure he was an outcast in his town and didn't have much to go back to. (Yet. Stories of his future fame not withstanding) But it was still his home. He looked away sheepishly at the comment about meddling gods for a moment. Sure he wasn't one, but they were still his kin.

"Oh, um, I'm Hercules." He replied, he was only about fourteen, a certain amount of innocence is a given.