[Gaunt stands in chains, stripped to the waist, arms bound behind his back. He is tall, lean, powerfully built and possessed of a lifetime's worth of scars, including a huge puckered cut at his belly where it looks like he received particularly massive Trauma.]
So... what do -you- want? [He sneers at her, eyes blazing with the eerie green electric undertones which come to the fore at certain times, from certain angles.]