It might be a thick sound, but it's something Reinhardt has dearly missed. It's a sound that he had thought he would never ever hear again. He knows he gets a little chocked up at that sound. He had promised not to cry over here, yet there are the happiest of tears at the corner of his good eye. It's just so nice to hear it.

"We did. I never have been able to make tea right. It never tastes like yours." Not that a knight errant, wondering Europe in a van, had much time for tea. He sniffles a little and shifts one hand to wipe his face, not wanting to let her go, even for a second. Not right now. He will eventually, but he's missed her. He's missed his family as much as she has.

"I'm still a knight, Ana. I have my armor here. I'm sure there are a lot of people that are going to need a champion. So I'm going to be that for them. Just like back home. I'm going to help as many people as I can." But he leaves it unsaid that Ana and Jack, Lena and anyone else he loves, they are his priority.