[She gasps out a surprised and pleased sound. If nothing else, she's pleased about the tenderness of the gesture—and of his question.]

[Yenh tilts her head toward him, lidding her eyes halfway in what is meant to be a seductive bedroom look.]

I would say "you needn't treat me like glass," but I suspect that you aren't the type to enjoy roughing a lady up. I ask you the same question, regardless.