Lam, having hurried to his rented cottage and picked up all his most important posessions (Clothes, money, tools, and a huge draftbook with scetches, drawings, plans, blueprints, notes and everything in between), dashed to the docks to get on board on whatever ship the captain had at his disposal. He skidded to a halt right next to Elizabeth, now clad in what looked like a ceremonial ninja armour. He was clad in black mail from head to toe, with only his fingertips exposed. He looked to Elizabeth, oblivious to the fact that he was now all but unrecognizable.