Bigby can handle it. Even though it's not like Jason is a small guy, Bigby doesn't sway or buckle under the pressure when the other puts more of his body weight against him. Instead he just keeps moving, silently after Jason's answer - until they reach his house. He opens up the door with his free arm, dragging the other inside and onto the couch. Bigby looks around to find something to use here. A towel is the easy choice, considering Bigby is not exactly up to date on personal hygiene and doesn't use them anyway, and he starts tearing it up to strips to be able to use it as makeshift bandages.

"Alright, are you going to be able to sit still like a big boy for ten seconds while I put this on you?"