“Yeah, it says 'Hello I'm kiss me, I'm Welsh',” Enfys says, more than a little bit dryly. “Look, sweetheart, I'm sure somebody cares who you are and why you're here, but I'm not getting paid enough to do things that aren't my job, and I have actually got shit to do, so that someone isn't me. Do you mind moving or what?”

The 'or what' probably involves 'taking the knife from Irene and handling this moving business herself', but Christ, she's had an arse of a time getting up here and it's still snowing. If they could skip the physical altercation part...

...not that she's not fond. At least that part makes sense.