Aleksander opened his mouth then closed it. It was possible that it was a coincidence of names, that this boy's Mercutio was different from the Mercutio here but he rather doubted that. The Mansion had brought the boy here and it surely had a reason. It had brought Zoya, after all, and she had believed he was dead as well. It was a low bar but he hoped that this boy and Mercutio had had a better relationship.

"That could be so. Stranger things have happened, especially here," he said mildly then gestured towards the direction of where he'd last found the kitchen. "But let us find you something to eat before I attempt to explain more about where you have come."