Although Tina was wary of people who asked about him and his preferences, he didn't mind it much. Not yet, anyway. He was usually a good judge of character, and so far Daryn didn't set off any alarms in his head. "My type is incredibly particular," he said to her, as they merged off the town road and onto the highway. "Almost no one lives up to it. We'll probably have better luck finding your type and breaking your dry spell." Daryn hadn't said anything about being in a dry spell, but Tina had a feeling that it applied to her all the same.