Fatale woman

As Diana busied herself in the kitchen, Jaegar and Francesca exchanged a subtle glance, her gaze perceptive as she studied him. The person she saw on the roof was a bit similar to him, but she couldn't tell exactly if it was him. It all happened so fast, which made her unsure if it was him.

And there was this matter, for which she came here to this house. 

On the other side, Jaegar, maintaining his calmness, made less eye contact with her as he talked to his aunt. 

She took the opportunity to engage Jaegar in conversation, her tone casual but inquisitive. "So, my sister tells me that you are studying abroad?"

Jaegar nodded, his gaze shifting between his aunt and the woman before him. "Yeah, I'm currently pursuing my degree in architecture."

"How long will you be here?" 

"Until fall." 

She leaned on the table and said, "Can I ask you a question?"