He would take care of it. How, Tony wasn't really sure yet. He had to look at this like it was a temporary thing -- since so much seemed to be temporary in this place as it was. The only thing that ever seemed to stay was the disappearances -- and even that had questionable details behind it, considering Natasha was sitting here at his kitchen table to begin with. But he'd look into it. Into making sure every kid had food and wasn't getting yelled at or felt like they were alone and scared. Stuff like that. After that, once everyone was happy and healthy, he could try digging into science that would be unlikely to wield any real answers.
"I don't see why not. You look hard enough and you'll probably run into Steve or Clint," he said, although he didn't know if Clint was a kid. It stood to reason he was if he hadn't come banging on the door with a whole bag of what the fuck questions when Steve showed up on his doorstep earlier. "And yeah, you can have more cereal later. It's not going anywhere. Unless Gwen drops it."