The strike connects, Vincent being hurled bodily across the street, barely avoiding traffic before colliding with a building on the opposite side. His demigod constitution prevents any harm from having come to him, unlike the wall, but his phone is smashed. It takes him a moment to collect his wits, then his lip curls back in a snarl.

"That was a mistake." He narrows his gaze on Jay, and gestures again. If he won't go to sleep quietly, he'll simply choke the beast out. From a distance, of course. A sphere of force forms around Jay's head, cutting off his air.