They pass it back, after running a metal finger of their own over it, thoughtfully. "I'm not always good at talking. But I hope this will have been enough to help keep it alive." There are lots of different versions of alive; living metal doesn't seem that far off from, say, a plastic ghost or a tree or a weapon who's died far too many times, now.

Soldat isn't one to ask for things, but they've realized a long time ago that if good things are offered, they won't turn them down. So they'll let Yondu do this, even help if he needs it. "Let me know if you need the stones. I'm going to get the rest of them next time points are counted, probably. There's sixteen of them, total, and they're all about the same size."