[As time inches away, Tuco's still sat staring. He still feels useless, too, which (in part) is probably why he clears his throat for another "helpful" suggestion.] Maybe there's a piece missing, [he says slowly—awkwardly, even, like part of him knows better than to say it in the first place.] Or maybe you able to pull it out, you know? The pieces, I mean.
and now for a prompt reply :V