"No, I meant--" Tony started, but Steve made a good point. 'Here' was supposed to mean the city, not the museum-- the Heart of Darkness wasn't a long term plan, it was where the zombie population thrived and a sustainable food source was paved into a parking lot. But it wasn't worth moving, either, if no one would survive the trip. Tony shook his head with a thoughtful frown, contemplating the logistics of moving 'a couple dozen or so' people over the bridge alone and sighed. What was the next step, then? Where could they house a small village in this transparent city of glass? Who maintained a fallout shelter after Y2K? After the power grid went down, even the testing bunkers at the SI campus would be sealed shut.
Tony looked up again in surprise, palm out flat like he couldn't believe he didn't think of this before. He saw the lights go back on out at Ryker's well after the city went dark and S.H.I.E.L.D. lost contact with the prison. "The Raft," he said plainly. It should have been obvious. "They have generators, they have food storage, there's only one way out there," he counted off on his fingers, concluding before Steve could bring up the major problem, "Those cells are air tight." There was no common area for the powered criminals, they stayed in their solid, individual cells; maximum, they would have to deal with the 67 guards stationed at the prison that had gone silent. That was 67 zombies, vs. the entire population of Manhattan. Tony knew which challenge he would prefer.