When he pulls back, he licks his lips a little. He reaches out and thick fingers brush against the one of the heated cheeks as he brushes the hair out of Venom's face. He looks damn happy with himself.

"Now that I have been given courage, I am certain I will defeat them all today. My victories are yours." He puts that large hand on the center of Venom's spine and leads him towards were the other towering Germans are sitting around. None of them are nearly as big as Reinhardt, excepting for one dark skinned man with the most impressive muttonchops.

He avoids that man heading towards his armor. Not the griffon armor this time, but lions. Golden lions. Just all over, lions. "Everyone, this is one of our biggest fans. Lets give him a good show!" He waggles his eyebrows at Venom and crooks a finger. "Help me get it all on?"