"Don't be such a prude." He chastised Elizabeth. "And for that matter, if we get off this island, don't go to Germany. In the first hour, you'd find a dozen things to be offended about, and you wouldn't even know the right curse words to express it." He says sarcastically.<br/><br/>He snorts, and gets his shoes back on, thankful the footwear survived his journey through the waters. He leaves behind his bag with clothes, but takes the one with the medicine and such in it. He straps this to his back, and grasps onto his makeshift spear with both hands; any of the natives watching them that know anything about fighting, should be able to tell that the German is skilled, simply by the build of his body, and the way in which he held the weapon at the ready.<br/><br/>"Anyways, have fun on the beach.  Meanwhile, I'm going to find some place high, and scout out this place."He grabbed the black cloth mask/hood that was part of the ninja costume, and donned that. The way he figured it, it would keep mosquitoes and the like from being able to get at his face; would keep poisonous things from falling out of trees and landing in his hair; and hey, it'd even help filter out the stink of certain things that may or may not be here.<br/><br/>He heads off, in the general direction of the natives, but not close enough to spot them hiding. When he gets close enough to the nearest tree, he sticks the spear into the ground, leaves the medical bag on the ground next to it, and starts climbing it. A combination of high upper and lower body strength, plus his sheer tenacity, actually see him scaling the tree pretty damn quickly.<br/><br/>Once he's at the top--or as close to the top as he can get-- he would scan around, looking for landmarks and the like; also, scanning the beach for more washed ashore luggage or people.