Arthur had been thinking this over for a while now; he'd seen how some people were starting to leave. Part of him was starting to wish he could do the same, but he had to stay with the gang till the end; he couldn't leave—well, he wouldn't; he was bound for life. But you still could.

He calls his lover over discreetly, wishing to go on a walk with them. As they walk hand in hand, it's easy to recognize that this isn't normal, and he's talking more about the future.

"You should get outta here."