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"It's in California, south of Los Angeles," she tells him, moving out a little further onto the beach, closer to the water. "I want to go in person someday. I know there's a lot of people there normally, but I think I'd still like to see it, in the early morning, like this." She loves the way the ocean makes her feel.

"I didn't learn how to swim until a lot later, but now I think I wanna learn how to sail a boat and just...spend months out there. Exploring. See how far I can go, you know?"

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"....That would be nice," he says, softly, watching the water. "To go anywhere you want, and just...be free."

He sounds like he's in a bit of a daze.

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"I think so, too," she says, voice quieter, almost wistful. "Spent all my life before I came here in just one place, the same rooms. Now I just want to see everything. Go other places, just to be there. Still going to, one day. When I'm ready to leave. You could come with me, if you want." She doesn't even think about the words before she says them, distracted by the waves, by remembering.

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"I...I don't know," Credence says softly. "Do you want to see where I was? With him? I could show you."

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Right. Right, this isn't that Credence. She shouldn't assume. He doesn't know her. Shiro looks down briefly, fingers fidgeting with the hems of her sleeves. "Sorry. Um, I mean. You don't really know me, I know. But I'd like that. To see, I mean. You just have to tell the room what you wanna see."

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"Alright."

He looks up, as if addressing some unseen spirit.

"...Nurmengard Castle, please?"

The world remakes itself around them. They appear on the balcony of the castle, overlooking the chill drama of the Austrian alps, the huge lakes and valleys deep below them, the pale cloudless sky overhead.

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The sight makes Shiro gasp as the world resolves around them, her eyes immediately locked on the vista below as she moves towards the edge of the balcony, hands wrapping around the cool stone. It's huge and vast and wild, like the ocean but different. A little lonelier, maybe.

"It's beautiful." She can't look away. "You said you were here with someone else?"

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"....Grindelwald, and his friends. And Queenie Goldstein. Not the Goldstein I named my cat after, but her sister."

He comes to the edge too, looking over the cliff, down the vast drop towards the lakes.