Really, again? Everyone's a mythology buff when you've been dumped through a universal rift, apparently. "No relation, I'm afraid. I predate that by some time," he says, faux-apologetically. It's technically true, sort of, inasmuch as chronology exists. He prefers to skip any further specificity entirely. Though maybe some day he'll just roll with it, for entertainment's sake. It would serve someone right. Maybe next he'll ask if that's the Lycian chimaera, looking bored and wary (why limit yourself? No shortage of faces) at his side.

Now, Zagreus is hardly an expert on human(oid?) anything, but this is someone dressed...tactically, for lack of a better word. A soldier, or part of a crew, though a quick look reveals no obvious weaponry. As often as not, the people Zagreus encounters aren't people at all, or if they are, their talents don't lie anywhere so mundane, if they have any. That makes this encounter a very minor novelty. "Very interesting cult though. Why are you so afraid?" It could just be the sudden appearance of a couple of mythological monsters, but Zagreus doesn't think so.