"Miko. Tell This One; what does a woman such as you desire in a mate?"
She could easily rattle off desirable traits, but didnt want to sound trite.
"Im not sure... It varies. I guess I'll know when I see it."
He huffed. "You are supposed to be helping me."
He was right; she blushed.
"Sorry. But no two women are the same. I could tell you what I like, but it might only pertain to me."
"Regardless, I have asked you."
She wanted to give pointers, but could only give reassurance.
"Whatever it is, you've got it."