Melinda regarded the hand going for her neck as a higher priority, catching his wrist halfway. She managed to wrench it to the floor as she landed on his stomach with her knee, using her weight to pin him. By then he was digging into her out wrist, making her cry out, the first sound she'd really made. She yanked her wrist away, then used that distance to aim a punch for his face, holding him in place as she tried to get her other knee up on to his chest. The entirety of her weight pressing into his torso would hopefully make him give up, if she could get it there.