"So it's all based on how the world's seen them as threats before, not what they actually are now," he said, giving a nod. He understood now. She wouldn't be much use as far as an alarm really went. At least, in terms of gauging exactly what the vampires were up to. Really, it wouldn't be much help at all. His own senses as to what they were would ultimately be of greater use. "You've got to carry that sort of thing on you when you sleep rough, you know," he added, an explanation for his knife.
He probably ought to know more about these others. The other supernatural species out there. But ever since he had discovered their existence, he had concentrated solely on vampires, on ridding the world of their kind. They were all the same. They all deserved to die. But the other species, he'd always let the other hunters deal with them. They had done nothing to Daryl, and unless he found them supporting vampires actively, he left them alone. It was all dependant on how dangerous they were to him.