[Now Hank could turn that into a come-on, but there's a difference between a couple innuendoes to lighten the mood and trying so hard to make up for your own stupid shit that you end up giving mixed signals. Or... something. It'd feel weird, anyway, using the question to flirt while he still can't bring himself to take his hands out of his pockets. He shrugs a shoulder and smiles instead, only a little awkwardly.]

To be honest, all this is uh... Well it's cool, but... I don't know, I guess I never figured out how to commune with nature, or whatever. But you like this kind of thing? [He's not shitting on it - he sounds honest, curious, and now a corner of his lips curls up, cause this is the part he has trouble picturing.] Just hanging out being quiet for hours? That's what 'enjoy the journey' means, right?