When the strange crystal being asked a question, Leopold shrugged his shoulders. "Don't ask me," he said. "I'm just the translator here." But then the being seemed to figure it out, as he suddenly interrupted the archaeologist and began moving swiftly away.
"Wait!" Leopold tried calling after him. "I don't think... I mean, I need to leave... I don't know if I can help... oh, forget it." He finally gave in. He knew that the longer he stayed down here, the lower his chances of survival were. But honestly, maybe that wasn't such a bad thing. At least if he died by being buried down here with some sort of demon, the spirit inside of him would be trapped down here as well. Maybe that was his penance for having accidentally awoken the thing.
Damn, his knack for awakening or unleashing evil entities was getting to be a little scary.
Hurrying after the crystal creature, he said, "If I'm about to die down here, I might as well at least introduce myself first. I'm Leopold."