Shion staggered backwards not letting go of the mans hand until he was sure he was on solid ground no longer stuck in the sand that had returned to its proper place. For a moment he just stood still and forced himself to focus on his breathing. They were fine. The man was alive, he had escaped.

He watched as the man pushed himself to his knees giving him a moment before he moved closer. He didn't touch the man but he did stare at him intently, looking for injuries. It was practically instinctive by now. Though quicksand shouldn't cause actual injuries Shion had gotten used to expecting everything to be even worse than what it seemed.

"You're welcome. I'm not sure I was that much help anyways, you did all the work." His powers were fascinating. "Are you alright?"