[Swiftly leaning over to avoid being struck with a pie, Atem wasn't at liberty to face the source of the youthful voice addressing him. His own voice came out a little gruffer than intended]

I'm a little busy right now. [smol child. After a moment to rethink it, he at least answers the question] .. but yes I have, a long time ago. [When he was last inside these walls.]

[Scooping up a half empty pie tray, he hurled it expertly towards his would be assailant lips creasing into a smirk when he saw it make contact. With that situation handled he could spare a few moments for the boy.]

I think it would be wiser if you... [Eyes settling on the child, his tongue temporarily lost the ability to form cohesive sentences.] You?! [The shock evident on his features and his attention now fully zeroed on the familiar looking face. At least he had sense enough not to follow up his peculiar behavior by calling the boy by name, since if they were truly here from alternative time periods the experience would have been more jarring for the younger of the two.] Ha- I mean, what I was going to say is that it would be best if you took your pies and vacated the vicinity unless you want to get caught up in a food fight. [Though from the looks of it there wasn't much more damage that could be done. Eating pies with your hands, as Marik had apparently done, had already led to disastrous results]