"The ship is being boarded," Sariel says, and if there's a hint of impatience there--well. Dream logic assumes that he's a crewmember, or at least familiar with the Enterprise. There are families on the ship, after all. "We can't just--"

Dreams can be influenced.

They hit ground in a spray of sand. The sky is intensely blue above them, and somewhere out of sight beyond a line of local trees, the ocean hisses to itself.