“I’m not cut out for this,” Dinesh said, following far behind Gilfoyle as they hiked.
Gilfoyle looked back at him and asked, “Seriously?” As he walked towards him, he said, “There are like two things you are cut out for, at best. Current day Silicon Valley is the only time and place in the history of the world that you wouldn’t be long dead.”
“I’m not disagreeing,” Dinesh said. “Just walk with me. Stop making me relive memories of gym class.”
Gilfoyle kissed him and took his hand. “Sorry. We can go at any speed you want.”
“Can we go backwards? Down the mountain and back home to where are video games and snacks are?” Dinesh suggested.
Gilfoyle sighed and said, “Yeah. Thank you for even giving it a try. This was a bad idea when I suggested it. I know you didn’t like hiking.” He started leading him home.
“Why do you?” Dinesh asked. “I’m genuinely asking. It’s one of the worst hobbies I could imagine. Explain the appeal.”
“I’m a creature of habit, Dinesh,” Gilfoyle said. “I’m just used to walking up a mountain every week.”
“That’s a very weird thing to be used to,” Dinesh said.
“When I was a kid, I would try to run away pretty much every weekend,” Gilfoyle explained. “I’d pack up a bag and go as far into the mountains as I could.”
“Your parents must’ve gotten sick of chasing after you all the time,” Dinesh said.
“They might’ve, if they tried to go after me,” he said. “They figured they’d just let me get it out of my system.”
“Did you always come back right away? Like, as soon as you got hungry or cold…”
“One time I was able to stay out all night. When I watched the sunrise from the mountains, it kind of hit me that they really weren’t gonna look for me.” After a second of remembering, he shook his head and said, “I don’t know. I was an annoying kid, you know? I always had to test people. That’s always a bad idea.”
“Not always,” Dinesh said.
“If you don’t want to be disappointed, yeah, it is,” Gilfoyle said.
“What about today?” Dinesh asked. “You suggested hiking, I reminded you that I absolutely hate it. But, then it didn’t matter. I loved you enough to follow you into the mountains.”
“I honestly wasn’t trying to test how much you love me,” Gilfoyle said.
“Maybe not, but you still got your answer, right?” Dinesh asked.
“Yeah, I guess I did,” Gilfoyle said, he put his hands on the back of Dinesh’s head so he could kiss him hard.