Damn, Jason must've been so tired to fall asleep on a completely stranger's shoulder, on the metro where he can get attacked from everywhere.

"Sorry about that, Miss or Mister." Jason groans, his voice a bit rough due to just waking up by you. He lifts his head up your shoulder and stands up.

He can't actually guess your gender, you're not wearing something to give away your identity, but he can tell that he probably had crushed you with his weight and size.