Roland studies Donald. The other man's vote is the deciding one, actually, little though Roland thinks to say so. "With so many people gone, and vampires... I couldn't walk away, I don't think." He says it matter-of-factly, because to him this isn't a matter of moral outrage, nor of concern. Duty, mostly.

He turns back toward them, looking over all of them before settling on the one who's obviously the leader. "If you wish it we'll move along. But we'd stay and maybe be of some little use, if you'll have us."