He gives a short bow. Its all very strange, different customs in different times, and as much as he likes to buck expectations, this girl is in for enough shocks as it is.
He sits on a nearby chair.
"Miss Bennet, you are in a place called Here. Just 'Here.' You completed a small wooden puzzle that, when assembled, transports you from wherever you were."
Technology is too much to explain, so he goes with another way to describe it.
"It's like magic. It's real, and I'm afraid there's no way to get back to your aunt and uncle. Except through assembling another cube, and the pieces are scattered all over the grounds."