Aleera didn't know the meaning of the obvious curse word he keeps using. She does know she's furious for being played by the council. "No. I will not play into their hands like a good little puppet. You are a mere sireling that should barely be out of your sire's territory,looking for your own." The council has thought to warn her that Dagger is about seventy years old vampire wise. But then again Aleera had been asleep for longer than he had been alive even as a human. When the moon once again becomes covered, her eyes glow in the dark and the increasing snow. "They will send someone else after you." Aleera watches him for a second more before looking to the sky, trying to gauge how much moonlight she has left in order to find somewhere to sleep for the day.