"What can I do for ya?" He asks carefully. He knows Soldat isn't much the physical affection sort. Yondu stepping in front of him and giving him a hug would probably end in Soldat standing stiffly and uncomfortably.

He even wonders if he could whistle for his attention.

"...What about that Misty girl?" The one he'd essentially been platonically married to, from the sound of it.