[Cw: Wesley has a self discovery]

Wesley's eyes bulged as the hands gripped his throat tightly. He struggled under ..what he now knew to be her. He was unable to scream and then something happened. While not a real moment passed, it felt like the world slowed to a crawl and a look came to his eyes. It wasn't the fear of his own mortality that he currently faced. Nor was it the frustration that help was just at the horizon. It was as he struggled, he became aware of his condition just as it accidentally made 'Francis' aware of it too. While his pants may not have been tight before they were now.

Whether it was the tall woman holding him down or just the very act of bringing him to the cusp of death, even he may not have been aware. But the man had an expression that he'd have rather died at that moment than to survive with what he'd realized. He grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it into her eyes before smashing his other palm against her ear, hoping to give him the moments needed to free himself and get away.