Vincy wasn't bothered by the grasp onto her head and didn't make a move to dodge it. She was still within her own attack range and he was doing something futile against her, so the situation was in her favor for the time being. She gripped onto the forearm belonging to his grasping hand so that she could raise both legs off the ground while curling her stomach, entering into a crunch position so that her shoulders were leaning backwards while her elevated hips were closer to him.

She bent her knees to extend her feet upwards and try to jam them up into his chin. Thanks to being able to pull herself up a bit, her scrawny legs could clear the distance now. It was hard to kick with any force given her position, but felt like, with her feet under his chin, she could be pushing up against it continually with powerful leg muscles that would do more irritation to him than his claw hand would do to her, and perhaps push his head back enough that he'd be loosing his grip on her if it brought some of his upper body back with it.