You found yourself walking through the Australian bush, a crestfallen look on your face as you tried to look for someone, ANYONE who could help you. All hopes seemed lost, until you hear some rustling noises. You quickly ran towards the source of the noises to find a tall and lanky man setting up to go hunting, a bow rested by his side as he sharpened his Kukri. You don't know what to say or do, so you sat behind a bush, watching the Bushman do his thing... Do you say something?