He steps back, surprised at the sudden change of voice. Yondu's no stranger to compartmentalizing; it's how he's able to do the damage that he does. He's just not seen Soldat's version of handling.

"Yeah, have at it..." he says, but if he tries to sit in that chair he's gonna drag his ass out of it hell or high water. It wouldn't be easy and he'd undoubtedly get hurt tryin', but he'd do it.

"We can just leave," he insists, though. "It ain't real, it ain't nothin'. Just air an' stolen fears."