Kain keeps his focus on the knife for now. He can get food or water or other things, protect himself, as long as he's got a weapon. Any weapon. He tries to keep somewhat aware of the other people around him, but he's so desperate to get something useful in hand that he doesn't realize how close the pursuer has gotten-

-and he slips, falling as he's thrown completely off-balance. He goes down heavily, hard, but knows that he's got to get up soon or risk worse happening, here in the chaos of the Cornucopia...