"There are a lot of doors between here and there," Devero says, peering over his shoulder. "Those will slow it down, even if it can't be brought under control. But--"

He takes a couple of long strides toward the carriage's ICP and then pauses, listening with his head slightly cocked. The terminal is silent, showing only its usual default home screen. "--I think it might already be. Surely someone would be broadcasting over the ICP if there was a major fire on the train..."

At least, he hopes someone would.

Regardless, Alice seems really afraid, which is why Devero continues, "We can keep along to the spa car, though, that would be the safest place on the train in a fire. Would you like to walk, or should I keep carrying you?"