"No sir." Will's voice was barely above a whisper. The screaming had really shaken him, and the lack of sleep, the lack of food, and the lack of sunlight were all piling on to crush his spirit. He didn't look at the Sheriff as he began rattling off the words he'd been subjected to for days now, his voice uneven and tired and his shoulders hunched. I will accept my place and not try to move beyond it. My continued existence is only granted to me by my betters.
When he got to the end, he started again, carrying on and on until he was told to stop.