"'Tis this place," he says, muffled into Benvolio's shoulder -- and pulls away, just a little, so he can be heard. "'Tis some magic here, I know not what. The spirits of this house, or this land, or whate'er it may be -- hath decreed that I, among several others, should be alive upon my arrival here. Even though the last thing I remember was --mm. Tybalt, and what came after."