Jack forced himself to take a step back, to not get lost in his own thoughts and push for a kiss from someone who he was pretty sure was not ready for it. At least, now. Jack dropped his hands from Harry, very reluctantly, but brushed the back of his hand against Harry's before motioning for Harry to lead the way wherever they were going. Jack was also curious as to what this house was like, he was itching to draw a cool piece of moulding he'd spotted earlier but now was not the time to indulge in some of his artistic whims. He wanted to get to know Harry and here Harry was, talking to him, unafraid of the thought that some random bloke fancied him.
"I might be a little full from that handful of cheerios earlier, but I think I can manage," Jack joked, rubbing his abdomen lightly. "Do you have any questions?" Jack asked, looking around at things in the room around them, glancing back at Harry frequently. "I mean, about coming out and stuff. I don't have like, the celebrity experience, but if you have any...questions. I can try to answer them. I guess. Or I have some friends, muggles mostly, who you could talk to if you don't want to talk to me."