"Okay, uhm..."

The Heart murmured and popped his lips slightly, feeling for the Braille that the Soul had enscribed into his makeup kit to help him figure out what he was actually putting on, though it wasn't exactly the Heart who was choosing the makeup this time.

"So, my lipstick is sorted by lightest to deepest shades of purple..." He mumbles more to himself than to you. He ran his fingers against the little bumpy dots. "...I have some other colours here—" He moved his hand over to a little side container filled with other colours that weren't purple and hummed. "—...I don't really wear the other colours that much, but I can let you pick them for me this time, if you wanna?"