Crowley makes an only momentarily confused expression at the word husband before realizing that there is only one being Yondu can be referring to and decides not to correct him. Besides, the thought of the angel in a wet shirt is a bit distracting.

He grunts, then brushes his hands down the front of his jacket in a firm sweeping motion, miraculously clearing his clothing of mud and water completely.

"Thanks, I guess." he huffs, "So... what do we do with that?" he asks regarding the goat.