Melinda thought about it. She knew America reasonably, but Apparating there was dicey at best. With both of them she was sure to Splinch, and she knew nothing of Greenland. She didn't even know what sort of government structure they'd be looking for, whether a Ministry or Department or something else. She took a deep breath. She didn't know French, or much about France, but with Fletcher they'd be able to navigate.
"France then," she said, holding out her hands to both of them.