Sulfur was an interesting mix but fire was the ignition to life a lot of the time. He can't say he understands how he'd come back without some form of jutsu, though. This is what troubles him. So was there something larger at work?

"Mm," a beat, "our village was temperate in weather and plentiful in trees; wet soil makes sense -- my chakra is most attuned with water." He stops, now quite sure what 'the thing' was but having no real quarrel about either. However he must say, "a picnic atop an abandoned building. You're a strange man, Yondu Udonta."