It's as if the universe had heard their conversation. The strange sort of coincidence of these festivities so easily co-aligning with a previous desire to do exactly this: honor the dead. He's thankful that it turned out this way and finds the small group of people who had gathered together in memory of the crew that Yondu lost some time ago. Not being a person that had known them or that had known Yondu for all that long, Tobirama chooses to stay mostly in the background and observing for now.

Later into the evening was when the man chose to find the Centaurian with a bottle of rice wine in hand. It was far from sweet; smooth, but with a strong warming burn. Perhaps unexpected of him, he cracks it open and hands it to the man. "May they find their next life as adventurous as their former one."

Later on into the night, however, somehow -- who knows how, ninja and their ways, really -- there would be a small giftbox on Yondu's room's nightstand, a trinket within.