I think that Death loves colors. I believe this because, Death is always talking about how colors soothe him. I think this because on page sevenDeath states, "People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends,but to me it’s quite clear that a day merges through a
multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.
Death makes a point to notice colors because, seeing all the dead people makes him sad. So he distracts himself from all the sadness by looking at all the happy colors!