It definitely has Bruno's eyes lidded and unfocussed, the touch drawing a soft sigh from him. His skin is very warm.

"This is... as good a place as any," he murmurs slowly. "These rooms aren't... as magically connected as the others.... Probably the most private place in the house."

His gaze drops to Kronid's hand. He's flushed again, but he manages a bit of a smile as he looks at the other through thick black eyelashes. "I'm not... I'm not very good at this. It's been too long since-since anyone's touched me this way...." He swallows audibly, inching even closer, so close the warmth from his skin can be felt. He's still too hesitant to touch the other, but he lets his eyes fall shut.

"What will you do?" he whispers. "Tell me...."