Tony glances back at Peter, mildly impressed the boy was listening to him. Returning his gaze, he shakes his head.

"As of right now, there doesn't appear to be anything useful as a med bay. There are first aid kits around, but nothing specific. There are many unused rooms along this hall though. I wonder if we couldn't select one or two as places to quarantine anyone who gets ill. It's not ideal but we can't let the whole train get sick if someone catches a bug." He nods to Peter. "At least these idiots aren't contagious."