Or maybe the thread has long snapped, and the tugs are pulled at the ends of a knot keeping it together.

[ Maybe he can't repair the damage done, the weakness inherent in the thread from creation, but maybe he could still do something about the smaller tugs and remain useful. He hopes. He doesn't feel so confident about it. ]

Do you need something more?

[ Sherlock asks to the Moogle looking their way. That's right. He's in the middle of doing a task. He should probably get back to that before someone decides that he can't even do this much without being a disappointment. ]