His head began to feel strange. He did not yet have the words to describe all the new sensations happening to him—was this what was meant by "prickly"?
He looked in the mirror, at the strange human self that was now him, and saw darkness on the skin of his head. He touched it and felt a raised surface that was new to him, both soft and sharp. Was it hair?
His body gave itself a slight shake. A shiver?
What was he going to be like with that stuff humans grew on their heads? He would be alien.