[Yondu has an arrow that can pierce hull metal, and he still feels that sense of worthlessness. Captain of his own ship? Still feels it. He couldn't escape an illusion that he knew was there. He couldn't heal himself. Even with a full team around him, he just missed his old team the whole time. It ate at him every spare moment, even knowing they hated him all he could do was cling to the good.]

[He's still considering himself damn lucky that he's managed to make one (1) real friend that he trusts not to bail on him. He gets it in a way, he does. None of that is going to get said, though. Instead he closes in on a part of it that feels alright on his end to mention in mixed company.]

So you're a pilot, huh? I did a lot of pilotin'. Spaceships- M-Ships actually, these little fighters? I think the principle is about the same. I miss it like hell. Bein' out in the black or just up in the air.