"What qualities?" Kratos protested. "I'm a big, scary looking guy that can't talk to women without blushing or saying something stupid. It's why Zee was trying to help me to begin with. I'm hopeless."
He waved at the man in the hut to get his attention, then held up two fingers. Wine would be at their table in a few minutes.
"It's not the same for the rest of us, you know," he complained. "You're a love god. It's like you put out a scent or something. Like honey. And they just come buzzing around. There are three of them over there staring at you now."