It was little surprise that Thomas was popular -- he was charming and affable, funny when he wanted to be and careful always -- but Dean seemed diametrically opposed to the sort of circles he'd traveled in before Dunwich.
Maybe that was the point. Opposites often attracted. And Cinna knew better than to judge a book by its cover.
But there was one thing: "You threw... salt?" Behind Dean's back but not entirely out of sight, Cinna found himself clutching the scissors in a businesslike grip. "Whatever for?"