Victor's sharp words had a noticeable affect immediately. Both of the creatures seemed to slink down slightly, the airy one holding the book pulling to in closer to himself in the process.
There was an uneasy silence for a few short moments, and then the translucent one, still standing in front of Victor but looking a bit worried, spoke up slowly, "From home like us. Like me," he tapped his chest and a few pieces of white flaked off. Now that he wasn't moving as much, he kind of looked like a humanoid shaped block of ice, "Brought here...long...long time ago. Big thing. Like you but not. Ugly. Meaner. Big...big thing..."
"Big, flowing robe!" the other one, still fading in and out in the wind while it held the book, added helpfully, then continued it before the other could speak again, "He left and...and other big things came and everything fell down and we can't read this but we know it can send us back! And...and you're like him so you can read it, yes?"