Tomako looked at him for a bit. He was studying his face. The reason he had not flinched when there came the suggestions of death, harm and pain was from the fact that he'd grown up with his mother talking about the dissection of animals. Unlike Misaki Tomako had never really felt any dislike of taking apart an animal for science. Death was something he simply saw as a biological thing, a means to an end, and harm and pain, he'd been in enough of it from being in kendo. There were times when the attacks could break limbs, he knew about that sort of pain. They tried to not do that in the club, but there were accidents that did happen.
Taking in everything that Kazuya said Tomako gave a nod and smiled some shaking his hand, with a firm grip. "A deal is a deal. May I ask something though. Why are you wearing gloves?"