"Hey, I got her number didn't I?" chuckled Trost. "Well it may have been a fake number, but now I can contact the reef any time I want." [i]As Trost finished speaking, two more skiffs dropped down from the ketch.[/i] "Wow, these fallen really want us dead" said Trost, who pulled out his sleeper simulant, and shot both skiffs down. "So, how are we gonna deal with that ketch?"