In this case, Mr. Deschain is right; she does need to concentrate at the moment. She gives a sort of mm-hmm in reply to his explanation and begins fitting the pieces back together. It's quiet, diligent work, and the first few go easily enough. She only took them apart a few minutes ago.

When she does, inevitably, get stuck, she frowns down at the pieces she's choosing from. "No hints, now."