action;
[Rion reels back and away from Cain so suddenly that he staggers backwards and supports himself with his palm; his breathing is quick and he's shaky. he hadn't even noticed that the space around them changed—which he notices as he looks around, overall just appearing rather startled.
he tries to even his breathing. it's a lot to take in at once. he'd felt, if not from just proximity, the welts in Cain's mouth and the details of their origins, and everything else. even before Marina.
these weren't his memories, either. he was so full of memories that were not his, that changed and shaped him.
Rion grits his teeth and holds his head, hanging it, some strangled, short sounds struggling from his throat as he tries to calm down.