[ Now he stops completely. Somehow he's added two more brushes between his fingers, making a whole six in various shades of red and pink and only one with a blue-violet hue on its bristles. ]

Those last two would make for a good read. The last one especially. [ HMMM... ] It's almost specific enough to sound like you're projecting it as a hypothetical situation.

[ A beat. He tiiiilts his head, eyes focused on her until his slit pupils dilate and constrict as their own punctuation. ]

I rather enjoy people with entertaining lives. You always like a good book, don't you? It's the same thing with people. I dislike boring people. [ He dislikes most people. ] Consider yourself a fantastic novel.

[ haha get it it's a reference haha.................... ]