It seemed to k. as if all contact with him had been cut and he was more of a free agent than ever. He could wait here, in a place usually forbidden to him, as long as he liked, and he also felt as if he gad won that freedom with more effort than most people could manage to make, and no one could touch him or drive him away, why, they hardly had a right even to adress him. But at the same time - and this feeling was at least as strong - he felt as if there were nothing more meaningless and more desperate than this freedom, this waiting, this invulnerability.
The character experiences a profound sense of liberation, feeling detached from all previous connections as if he has become a free agent capable of staying in a forbidden space for as long as he desires. This newfound freedom is perceived as a product of significant personal effort, giving him a sense of invulnerability that others cannot challenge or disturb. He believes they lack the authority to even approach him.
However, alongside this sense of freedom comes a deep realization of its futility. The character grapples with the idea that this liberty is ultimately hollow and desperate, leading to a feeling of meaninglessness in his waiting and isolation. It highlights the paradox of being unbound yet feeling profoundly lost.