most of these men will be dead by the morning or, if they're stubborn, by nightfall. i have other men outside in the quadrangle waiting for the beds.
so, any kind word will be a blessing.
it's the heat. i'm sorry. they rot.
don't pray. if they're not god fearing you can stir up a hornet's nest.
they ramble. names of loved ones.
this man is dead.