Foreign- Mother 3.
I looked at the village. Even though I had been so close this whole time, a lot was still new for me. People needed some time to adjust to me being around. But they were never mean. They didn't stare at me when I cautiously approached them. They never hurried me. When I stared at a fishing pole, the man fishing taught me to tie knots and use it. I learned his name was Phineas. I excelled and the foreign land became my home quickly.