Her smile was perhaps a bit more tense than she might have liked.

"I'm not certain that 'pleased' is quite the word," the redhead remarked, "but a return to routine, I think, will be just the ticket. Not that there can be much routine when one gets to the meatier parts of the job."

There was nothing routine about an impromptu duel, or a chase through the back allies, but the paperwork...even the paperwork, Maeve thought, would be nice to return to, at least for a time. So long as the auror business did not take her back to Irvingly anytime soon, the witch would be a happy woman indeed.