[The incongruity of it is enough to disturb his own dream -- those boats don't fit, there weren't boats before, were there? He's frowning at them, at the way they burn different from the dreadnaught. He keeps staring, and eventually it's enough for him to move down off the hill -- finding himself on the shore without really thinking about it, the dream just kind of shifting around him, moving from his own dream into this one instead]