"You people don't seem to care much for taking rest it seems." Hal spoke grudgingly between clenched teeth, he was determined not to let this man take any pleasure from his screams. "I also find it funnily impressive, that dry manure could be stacked that high without falling over." The slight was aimed as a distraction, but Hal had no plan yet other than to stall for more time. 

Hal was broken, beat and scarred right now. The lack of sleeping was taking its toll on his body and spirit, but he would not break; simply because he didn't know the answers they were looking for. If he could keep the girl save for another few hours that would be a small victory in Hal's eyes.