Ba'al's reaction was far from accommodating-- at the sound of Ronon's voice, familiar or not, he turned to it, all but snarling. The nerve these lesser beings had... to cage him in this city, and then to attempt to move him where they pleased? He would not stand for it.

"No," he snapped, threatening even if 'human' in tone. "I will go where I please."

He was never going to let himself be ordered around by this man-- or any other -- as long as he lived. Did they not understand who he was?