Dax saw no need to introduce himself to the others, he would be out of there once they reached safe airspace and an equally-safe planet. His demeanor changes, however, once Chandra details the plan. His face adopts a scowl, and he slowly stands up from where he previously sat to voice his skepticism.
"Wait, hold on a second," he shakes his head. "You're saying that if the Empire controls Conorath, the Outer Rim is at stake? Pfft, I doubt it. The Outer Rim is not really a hotbed of Imperial activity. Places like Tatooine and Rodia aren't so easily thrown out of whack. As for the Hutt Space, forget about it!" Of course, Dax also considers the possibility that the Hutts found ways to get chummy with the Empire, but shrugs it off, not expecting such alliances to occur so soon after Order 66. "If I may make a suggestion based on the fact that due to our little 'skirmish' earlier, the Empire is likely to take note of that and be on our tails. It may be in our best interests to lie low for a bit." Dax then sits back down, fixing his hood and finishing off his drink. He does not expect anyone to listen to his words, but he maintains a slight hope. After all, if the others did agree, everything would go according to plan. Dax would arrive at a relatively peaceful planet, and depart from the group to do who knows what.