"Sometimes bustin' your head on the bottom of a table can make ya curse the hand of fate even if ya felt worse, if your day's been bad enough. But glad to hear it ain't too bad."

He starts hauling the corpse towards the inn.

"I ain't seen ya around much. Figured ya needed your alone time." He'd noticed. Just not bothered him. Yondu's only recently gotten into the habit of actively checking in on people. He had a habit of, as a captain, to passively see how his crew was doing and take note of their habits. On the train he's had to seek people out and ask them how they're holding together, but he takes entirely too long to do it.