"Because I don't have anything else to hold onto but that little bit." His crew is dead after all, his son gone, his ship destroyed, Yondu didn't even have the clothes on his back when he came in. Just the train's replacements. He had his arrow and everything else he's earned or been given as gifts since.

"After Diagad, I was expectin' to disappear. I wanted to disappear, because that man had a life a life I knew I could never manage. I knew what I was and I was not that, I should be with my crew. So I got the help of people that I thought was more solidly tethered than me, so I'd know people was covered if I left, an' someone would help with researchin' ways outa this. Agent 8. Della." He looks rightfully disgruntled. "But I'm the one still standin'. And I'd switch out for any one of 'em if I could, but I can't, so all I can do is make sure they end up alright."

So needles in haystacks it is, he supposes. "I was thinkin' of tryin' to get in touch with the reporters what wrote the articles we was sent. See if they had any resources, but it'd mean havin' to speak to another void connected world."