Reinhardt was making it a point to block out most of the chatter. Not because he didn't want to pay attention, but because he was fully dedicating himself to his role as the distraction. Underneath the helmet, the old man grinned, adrenaline already coursing through his veins as he swung his hammer at the amassed and confused villains.

But even with his boisterous singing, and his wide swings, there was purpose to his movements. He wasn't just swinging at random and hoping to hit any enemy he could. No, he was expertly knocking them away from the veteran Legionnaires, and making his way closer to Saturn Queen. Sure, his attitude did a good job of hiding his intent, but once he was within melee distance of Saturn Queen, Reinhardt dropped the facade. Fingers tightening around his hammer, smile replaced with a cold grimace, as he aimed a particularly nasty overhead swing down near her.

Not to hurt her, given he'd intentionally missed her, but to send a clear message.

"You attack one of us... you attack all of us!"