Ronan read the letter, a little uncertain if he should meet up with this person. His inner voice wasn't really bothering him, in fact, it was rather helpful. A little angry, though, but that was something he could work with. 

"Eh, it's not like anyone would really get away with kidnapping me," Ronan glanced around his empty living room. "And if they do, not like anyone's around to miss me." 

[i]What, you're just going to steal a car?[/i]

"No idiot, we can afford a cab," and with that, he shut off his computer, grabbed his wallet, and gave goodbye to his little apartment. Ronan took his time getting down the stairs and out into the street, after all, it was about 7 am. Not many people wanted to ride a smelly cab to work, leaving most of the cabs open.