[Everyone's being diplomatic. Yondu's never been great at diplomacy. Or maybe this took a huge turn from someone being a 'parent' to someone being nigh on other fathomless pricks he's met before. Not to name names (Ego).]

You accuse us of bein' selfish? We got you in here for your youngin'. This wasn't on the bargainin' table. We sure as shit didn't come just for this thing. We came for you.

[He's pretty certain of that or they'd have actually brought someone smart enough to work on the damn swirly glow shit. Which now feels like a significant lapse in judgment because he's not got half a clue about what she's wigglin' her feelers all over. But, you know? He was pissed and he had his priorities and honestly, now he just feels a whole different level of livid and used again.]

[If only he knew the target for one well-placed arrow. To bust just one goddamn piece of equipment. This wouldn't be the first time Yondu's fed something dangerous to someone maniacal, but he damn well wishes that it would just stop. He'd rather be helping out the regular damn brand of scumbag, thank you very much.]

That whole song and dance about being appreciative is gettin' real familiar. [The same damn thing the Savrii did. Oh isn't everyone supposed to appreciate everyone's sweet morsels of kindness~. The Kree, too.] Think I heard another twenty odd bands play it before.