Lyall bounded in the direction of the corner and niche in which he'd left his clothing, paused once to make sure Kirrahe was still following, then darted aside and out of sight. He started the change back to human form as immediately as he could, in the hopes that he might be finished by the time Kirrahe actually made it around that same corner and between those currently-empty booths. The change took a good thirty seconds, this side of the station, and it was still pretty noisy. Bones breaking and snapping back together, muscles grinding around, a whole body reforming to a different configuration.

If Kirrahe hurried when he registered those sounds, he'd get to watch the last few seconds.