A little prodding was all it took to get him talking once again, and Alfred found himself hurriedly setting down his drink. "Yes, exactly that. And more than that. I felt — like people understood me there," he confessed. Back in the tribe, everyone had been very aware that he was a foreigner, of course, but they had been willing to accept him all the same. When he'd begun to really feel like a member of their community, it seemed like everyone really understood that there were two sides to his identity — a duality. Here, on the other hand, it seemed like everyone wanted to see only one side of him. When it wasn't meeting their standards, they wondered what was the matter with him — why he wasn't English enough for their tastes.