Yondu got on the train long enough to change out of his dripping wet clothes and put on some dry ones and to hose off the demon goo from his leather coat. Which, luckily, did its job. The dragonscale armor on it held, and the material cleans easy.

He's sliding on said newly dried coat as he steps out of the bathroom (where he'd decided to clean it), bumping into Raven as she's passing through.

"Hey, Blackbird. You look wore out." He's going to be heading back out, but now that she's here he's checking in.