Being able to relax a little is its own kind of relief. And not one Jason often experiences. Granted, he doesn't know fuck all about this guy yet outside of his villainous history, which means he can't - fully let his guard down, but there's something about Bigby that settles something in him. Maybe it's how much Jason can relate to him, oddly.

Something for him to refuse to read further into in the future, because Jason's not psychoanalyzing himself. That's just asking for trouble. Instead, he notes the location of the house Bigby drags him into, and lets himself slump down onto the couch when he's dropped.

Raises his nonbroken hand to flip Bigby off when he starts getting sassy.

"I'm not a child."