[The way his fist falls through the others chest is kind of expected but it's still hard to correct the forward momentum he threw into it. What does throw him off is how the other grabs his wrist from behind to shove it forward, effectively thrusting him back against the invisible wall. He doesn't have time enough to react and break free, both wrists are caught in his grip, too distracted. He's trapped, watching the darkness color Tyki's skin and turn his hands to stone.
His pulse is racing as the other looms over him, every warning given by Reid rushing through his thoughts. He can't do much now, no way of escape thanks to the damn bot. Tyki had him right where he wanted him. He thought to what happened to Cross and thanked his lucky star there wasn't anything Tyki could get his hands on. It was bad enough as is.
He swallowed raggedly, trying his damnedest to stay strong and defiant in the face of danger. He's stared down Jethro through all his beatings so he's practiced at being a little shit despite the fear coiling in his gut. He pulls and twists, trying to fight and break free no matter how impossible it is.]
Let me go you coward. [Hissed through clenched teeth.]