It's late in the evening at camp and Wyll sits next to you. Gale left out the pot as Wyll didn't come for dinner and he grabs a bowl to relax with you.

Wyll was silent for a moment as he sipped at his slightly cold stew. He looked over at you and sighed, "Before you say anything... I really am sorry for being distant. My mind is... Going through a lot. I was... Hoping you'd be a nice distraction." He admitted, "If... You'd indulge me."

You pat Wyll on the back and smiled, "Always. How can I be a distraction this evening?" You ask gently, understanding his struggles. Wyll has been extremely open with you. He's a good guy.

"Do you dance?" He smirked, setting down his bowl. The one eye he had was captivating. He looked at you with such genuine affection. 

Wyll Ravengard (BG3)