[They could set the farm on fire, but he'd want to get word to the people who need to escape, so they don't get caught up in it themselves. It's a good idea, though. Burn the crops, ruin the farmer's income. It looked like beans, all that greenery, but they'll burn fine if the fire's hot enough. He nods as he thinks it all through.]

Yeah. I figure it's worth asking Cruz. Dunno why he an' his guys haven't tried it already, though. Maybe 'cause his house is right here. We gotta make sure the fire can't come this way.

[Or, okay, maybe they haven't set the field on fire because that's not typically what people first think of doing. So maybe they have other ideas. He can't let himself believe Cruz and his friends are fine with slavery right next door.]

We gotta talk to them, too. The slaves, I mean. Gotta let 'em know so they can be ready to fuckin' high-tail it outta there. Maybe they got ideas too an' just need an opportunity. An' we gotta get our hands on shit that burns real good. Old straw in here will just turn to ash before it gets hot enough.