[ At the question, there is...perhaps another twinkle in his eyes at that, even if his smile remains the way it does — no verbal answer required, but tacit agreement is verily there.

In the end, all he can hope is for Solomon to be safe. The man endeavors to work hard; he better heed his words, or he will have a giant lecture on his hands. Speaking of which, it appears that the other man will certainly have need for him to lend one (or two.) To which he is glad to leap at the opportunity. ]

Ah, but of course...I will be more than happy to assist you, Solomon.

[ Jing Yuan's voice is soft, but gentle as he reaches and then he adds, light-hearted: ]

...After all, it would be quite a shame if something were to happen to such skilled hands, would it not?

[ He thinks back to when he imparted to the man that baby grand piano, so it is not a comment that is unwarranted, he thinks. Jing Yuan is also pretty much indulging Solomon in the jocular tone with ease.

That said, Jing Yuan is careful in his assistance of helping ensure that those gloves are able to be slipped on in place. When it seems that Solomon's grip may falter, his own hand is there to steady it, or sliding over Solomon's fingers to assist in tugging along the glove so it settles snugly over each hand as it should. ]

That should do just fine.