She strains, reaches...! Got it! The light on the beacon immediately turns off and-
SMACK, she hits the floor chest first, knocking a painful wheeze right out of her.
Even as squishy and elastic as hybrids are, landing on their breasts still hurts quite a bit.

You ask if she's alright, she moans a "no."
At least with the new restraint, the size and shape of a hybrid wont matter, anyone and everyone can be restrained in any pose (once it gets a few more failsafes, that is.)
Once she finally flips face-up and stops moaning in pain, you stand over her and ask why she made this restraint in the first place.
Her face flushes and she looks you right in the eyes, "you know why."