Hiryu spent an abnormally long amount of time in the shower. His fingertips and toes had long since pruned over. It was a deliberately dawdle. Hiryu was aware of the woman waiting for him the moment he resurfaced out in the guild lobby. He presumed that by sitting in the shower for long enough with all the commotion and people, Feon would one way or another get swept up into something else and Hiryu would be able to avoid her for another day. Unfortunately for him, when Hiryu stepped back into the outside world, while there was considerable less bodies in the guild, Feon was still there amongst the numbers, assisting someone who apparently fainted. Hiryu dipped his head slightly and sighed, which in itself teased up a cold sneeze, a result of his extended stay in the shower. 

Hiryu tried to slink on by Feon as best he could, pick up the mission slip and just go while she was playing good samaritan.