I would say the most "Wyll" moment I've experienced in Baldur's Gate 3 was when I hit a big milestone in Karlach's personal quest and she basically all but told me there'd be a first big romance scene the next time I rested at camp. Of course I slammed that Long Rest button, but instead of being greeted by everybody's favorite tiefling, who I'd been pursuing to the exclusion of all the other companions, I got a cutscene of my guy walking in on goddamn Wyll practicing his ballroom dance moves alone. "Figured it was time to brush up on my skills," he told me with a grin. "I wouldn't want to fail my new partner." Oh brother!
With the patience of a saint, I humored my "I like you but not in that way" bud through the motions of that dance they do in like, Pride and Prejudice. You know the one, where they touch palms while giving each other the sizzle look, but chastely? It'd have been a really sweet scene if Wyll were the sad sack demon boy for me, but in my playthrough, it took on a hilarious different context.
