Jack stayed silent while he tried to contain his feelings back. His throat was aching, just trying not to say anything more. When he became certain he wasn't gonna lose himself, he took April's arm. He was trying to be gentle, but it uncontrollably ended up being a tighter grip than he wanted. But he just yanked on her arm.
"Leave it, Jesus, stop prying on him," he muttered angrily, repeating Thomas' words to her. "Just stop."
He glanced towards Thomas, deciding the other guy was probably worse. He did murder his parents, after all. As much as he knew how April felt about him now, he wanted to be helpful at the least. If Thomas bursts, and he seemed like he would, Jack might too, and he was avoiding it.