wesley! this takes wesley aback.
look into my eyes! wesley's finger is starting to squeeze his trigger.  as is cross's.
look into my eyes, goddammit!
find the missing piece. and.  don't.  let them.  dispose of the weapon.  with that, the life goes out of cross's eyes. wesley stares at that face, trying to decipher some meaning there. but cross just stares blankly back at him, just as fox comes limping up.