Kurt was patrolling the town trying to find someone - Jack or any one of the Doctors - who might be considered even a little bit in charge here to warn them that the Master was here. He really, really didn't want anyone getting hurt.
He really wasn't expecting to meet the Master himself first.
Not that he had the faintest idea, of course, that the little kid crawling through the bushes would become the Master one day. To Kurt, this was just a kid, and automatically he went over to make sure he was all right. He hadn't been expecting to find any children here. Hell, Brant had been young enough to take the wrench of finding himself here! What was a little kid going to make of it?
"You all right?" he asked casually, squinting down at the dark mop of hair that was all he could see of the kid, who was bent over, studying something on the ground.