natural
4: goosebumps
He had goosebumps up his arms but he wasn't cold. He didn't understand why he wasn't cold. It was a warm day outside and the sun smiled and sweat clung to his skin the way sweat clung to those who had comforting rugs of fat to shed. And he did have layers to shed except there were goosebumps up his arms and he needed the gone and layers of warmth would bury better than the sun could reach and burn. The sun was oh so very bright but also far away, and layers he could touch and wrap around himself.