The conversation paused again briefly as the fish course was presented.
"Are you suggesting we have our own cemetery? That sounds a bit strange."
Deftly making use of her fish knife, Millicent gave a slight shrug.
"I fail to see that as any stranger than having our own medical facilities and hotel. Besides, I am not thinking so much of a cemetery as I am an underground area with a combination of cenotaphs and ossuaries. A place accessible to our agents, but without as much of a threat of THRUSH desecrating it."
Waverly's expression became thoughtful as he ate.