"I can fix it," Peter insists, holding a splayed hand her way — Just slow your roll, there, lady. It's under control. "It'll be harder to fix if we can't find supplies, but I'll be able to do it."

They have the pod here, the rows of lanterns... If nothing else, there might be something in the complex he can dismantle, improvise. He didn't get to where he was back home by not being able to make the most out of what was on hand. If Mr. Stark could build an actual Iron Man suit in a cave from spare parts, Peter can fix a bearing in a creepy bunker.

"In a closet, maybe?" he answers as he picks up one of the lanterns and hops over the end of the tracks and into the bunker beyond. "I might have to take something else apart to get what we need, but maybe we'll get lucky."