Yondu doesn't find it that bland, but of course whenever Yondu's hiding his expression he takes resting bitch face to a whole new tier. Straight up contempt, even if nothing's going on.

He nods and downs some of his drink. Waits until he's swallowed it down to comment. "Eh, I can handle the cold better than y'all anyway... Though that does look pretty nice, maybe I should look into some kinda furry scarf while I'm here." Not that he looks like he's at all made for soft things, practically being constructed out of blue leather at this point.