Yondu's efforts to be discrete occasionally lead him into alleyways or under overhangs, just to keep out of the open and being his conspicuously colorful self. He's seen the images, knows a few of them are getting outed.

Hates it. Best he can do is offer some hidin' spots.

So he sees this poor girl skulking through an alleyway and he pssts at her loudly.

"Hey, hey... I'm a Voidtrecker, too. I'm Yondu, with blue team. You want me to take care of them cuffs for ya?" He pulls out a ring with lockpicks on it from his pocket, 'cause he's that kind of asshole. Prepared in the best-worst ways.