The pain he could handle, it was the fact the bullet is embedded in his arm. It's a foreign thing that seem to be destroying his body from the inside. It was no normal bullet, it was one bathed in sacred,pure water and blessed by some a priestess. It was a piece meant to kill him, but his body and will too strong for it to truly succeed.

The only thing that kept him from trying to rip the metal from his arm was Itachi,kneeling next to him and trying to help him. Anytime, he could have done something stupid and direct that kunai into a vital point, but the dark haired man did not. Keeping to his word, and removing the shrapnel. When sharp edge entered, Tomoe's eyes widen a fraction, but he managed to contain himself. Human wounds were not the same for a yokai.

Tomoe watched quietly as his wound was dressed. It isn't long before his arm is bandaged up, but his kimono was in poor condition, since it was used to stop his bleeding. His arm felt much better now that the iron was out of him. But what was he to do with this human? Itachi had helped him, even if his life was in danger."...I'll spare your life for now. Since you're useful..."

That's as much of a thank you Itachi was going to get from Tomoe. Yokai didn't make it a habit to be grateful to anyone. "...I need a place to rest." He shrugged off his bloodied kimono, to reveal a plain gi underneath. His bushy tail making his appearance as he moved to stand. Tomoe is still a bit weak from the bullet.