Well, in this case, the water is lapping to his waist and his expression twists Just SO. Enough that when they are brought to the prisoner, the fading scar on his face is right in the position of Disgruntled Grimace. He leans into the bars, glowering, before he states simply, "Unless you've got a pair of brass balls to back up your bravado -- I suggest you listen to the ladies. Otherwise I will be forced to get nasty with you -- and since I am only the first step in this process, I think you ought to get properly nervous about what the two of them are going to do after me."

His green eyes narrowed, "So. The ships. Everything you know, now."