Dagger looks at the suspicously, he wasn't sure if they were telling the truth or lying. Of course being hunted over 2 centuries would do that to you. He eyes them again, deciding what to say or do. He listened to what they said. He let out a sigh and sat down. "Why do you need my help?" he asks. "I'm sure you slayers can handle it all on your own," he says with an acidic tone. Dagger then stares at the fire and still thinks things over. He then looks at them again. "Why do you need my help, why can't you find another vamp to help you?" he says in a cold tone and then stares off into the fire again.