"Why?" He looked around Tuco, then down at his glass. "I'm just not very good at speaking to more than one person at once. I don't know why. I never have been.

"I realize people look," he didn't point at his face, but he supposed Tuco could guess, "And then I don't want to talk anymore." He would never suppose Tuco would have been suggesting they shouldn't be drinking together for any other reason.