<span style="font-weight: bold">“Oh I wouldn’t go out for a coffee with their commander”</span>Arthur tried to joke giving a slight chuckle from under his breath, making light of the situation although it felt incredibly awkward afterwards.<span style="font-weight: bold">“Once we find somewhere to hind or at least fully loose them we’ll talk”</span>Frantically He looked around, in the dim light of the moon he could barely make out the fork in the river one went right the other took a left which then swung then seemingly sway widely around slightly uphill. Arthur took this route hoping that he could get him and Elizabeth behind the infantry who wouldn’t be looking there for him. Well that was the plan; from what how his plans had been doing today wasn’t too optimistic. Nether less he went with his gut feeling, trying to be gentler with his associate, seeing what a state she was in it wouldn’t have been the best or gentleman like to continue dragging her up the hill like a child with a stuffed animal.<br/><br/>Arthur tied to give words of encouragement to the lass behind him, whether or not it helped he didn’t know but it made him feel a lot better about the situation. However soft the incline the hill was didn’t make matter much easier as each step felt like it took ours and that he was getting no-where. He used all his focus on getting up, drowning out all sound, and giving inaudible murmurings for support with the female in tow.<br/><br/>Arthur’s vision began to blur, his time in the laboratory coupled with the multiple gun would were beginning to take its toll on his body. Stumbling a few times landing on his knees with a sudden burst of pain each time before forcing himself up walking into the hardly rough bark of the pine trees as he went. It wasn’t long however before his fell fully at least, slumping against a tree stump and letting go of the Elizabeth’s hand<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“I think we’ve lost them.”</span>He said weakly and breathy heavily.