Spoiler: Woods Spoils
Delilah looks a bit out of sorts where she is, looking an awful lot like someone who just took a very abrupt blow to the head, somewhat dazed and pained.
It takes her a little bit to gather herself enough to participate in the conversation again, picking herself back up.
That necklace is tucked away in a hurry.
"Don't...don't worry about that right, oof, now."
She is somewhat short of breath and this fact seems to be annoying her enough to compose faster.
"Something about...a broken envelope of the Outside. Feia wasn't paying attention to us. Important thing is that Libitina is alive, or was, and that the dragon witch isn't currently making moves on either her or here.
We also have landmarks now, to potentially navigate by later."
Insofar as landmarks can be determined in a world of whirling sand and spires. Maybe she's referring to the warped area and everything's relation to that.
One way or another, she finds this a much more practical line of thought than any nonsense about sprawling color abstractions.