Kylo takes the phone, checking it over. Sending the message too early could be just as much of a cause for concern as sending it too late, and they have a couple of minutes remaining. In the meantime...

"Turn."

It's remarkable, really. Ronan's height and build. With Kylo's surcoat, cowl and helmet, he could easily pass for his twin. Behind Ronan comes the strange click and hiss release of the latch as Kylo Ren, for the first time since his creation, unmasks outside of the comfort of his own apartment.

"Hold this," he says in his own voice, putting the helmet into Ronan's hands. He wastes no time pulling the cowl and gorget collar over his head. The surcoat follows.

"You are going to walk to my car," Kylo instructs smoothly, beginning to dress Ronan as he speaks. "Do you understand? Directly to my car. I'll be following behind you."