There wasn't really any argument to be had; the appeal of the first train out of the city was supposed to be the adventure, at least until it had them all sitting around for what felt like eight hundred years in a tunnel. It was just starting to get very easy to picture another eight hundred years, and no immediate way to relay back to Temba that the train had been a bad idea.

"Hallo," Tony echoed back with a teasing shadow of a smirk. At least this guy had given him a few questions to fill some of the long minutes. "Pleasure. You can call me Tony, if that's not too intimate. I'm willing to explore the options. Are you here to fix me?"