Faustus liked to keep a special eye on the Auror Office. It was where he had spent most of his time in the ministry, and it was where his heart still was. He was an auror, even if he no longer held that title, and he liked to peek in to make sure that things were going well ... especially with the mess with Walsh (and to a lesser extent Herondale) in the not-so-distant past.

Faustus especially liked to keep his eye on female aurors and trainees. They were more frequently distracted by things such as marriage and family. While some men were similarly distracted (Hatchitt, for example, marrying while still in training!), it was more common among women. Only a very few women made it through training, and of those few not all were truly cut out for the job.

Miriam Webster had somehow become the standard by which Faustus measured all other female aurors, and so far she had not let him down as a guide and an example. She was intelligent, capable, and otherwise an excellent auror. She was also proper and properly feminine, and she was all in all the perfect example of a woman who was capable of doing the job, dedicating herself to the job, and still being a woman.

So far Faustus had very little opinion on the newest female addition to the ranks of aurors, other than a faint displeasure at the fact that she was not as ideal an example as Miss Webster. Webster managed in dresses when not in robes -- thereby maintaining her femininity as well as being an exemplary auror -- and Miss Fairbanks wore bloomer suits. Those things irked him to no end; as far as he was concerned they had no business existing. Still, other than her questionable fashion choices she had not given him any reason to dislike her -- yet -- and so he nodded as she walked by.