"As am I, even if it hurt." He'd had a happy life in the illusion, after all, happier than any reality. But it was hollow and didn't have enough substance to have the bad parts.

He smirks back at her. "Are you a hero in your real home, then? With a magic and dark theme. I have thought about becoming such when I find my way home."

He shakes his head slightly; the color team names are somewhat familiar, but he has no idea what "white squad" means on top of it. "So, the train can likely receive messages, but not send direct replies. And too much communication might attract unwanted attention. It may be best for Yondu to wait until we have a lot of solid information before sending another message."