[It feels like water, but your fingers can't penetrate it. All you see is Cobalt's bland expression in the reflection, looking like he's trying to pick out his outfit for the day.]
[It's made of wood! It looks like the kind at a department store used for displaying clothes. It's wearing a set of Cobalt's clothes - a tank top and long pants. It looks like you could add or remove clothes if you wanted.]
[ The rack is laden with all manners of garments to cover one's shameful self. At one end, in easy reach, are outfits Cobalt normally wears: crisp, straight lines of navy blue, rich but understated embroidery, and neatly pressed white dress shirts. Further down the rack are random collections of other offerings spanning other unit's clothes to things that could be straight-up Halloween costumes. Gloves, boots, bags, scarves, capes -- it's all here somewhere, if you look. ]
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[There's a rack of stuff here to choose from.]
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