Delirium doesn't particularly know much about the Clarissi other than that Dream must like them quite a lot. It's not a thought she could really quantify and it's was gone just as quickly as she imagined it must be quite nice to have four arms.

She plopped down, crosslegged next to him, suspended a good three feet or so off the ground, watching him work for a few minutes before she piped up in his language, "If you grow a fifth arm, will you get another one?"