[Tyki makes do with what he's got, fingers tightly digging in to the boy's wrist while he doesn't even flinch to defend himself. See, those abilities of his, they're handy things. Helix's left hook slides through nothing but air, straight through Tyki's chest. He makes a grab for that other wrist behind him once it's cleared through, his abdomen staying phased.
One wrist or two, he shoves it back against the barrier wall to pin Helix against it.] Tsk, tsk. Careful. [From beneath the cuff of his white button down shirt snakes lines of dark matter, which curl around Tyki's knuckles and slowly envelop his hand in a hard, cool covering. It'll make any bone crushing a little easier this way.]