"Yes," Irene sighs; "sounds like what I do at the Vault." Ha ha. Another moment of struggling and she says; "Alright, no, we don't have time. I'll need you face down to try my teeth- or at least bent over so I can get the right angle."

She's used to giving commands, and it makes her feel better to give them, too. She's already twisting around on the assumption that Steph will do as she says, swaying with the jolt of the carriage and remaining upright.