Lambert was a late pickup to the Kraken. He wasn't sure if he'd get the same sort of "drafted rookie" treatment walking into the locker room for the first time. Boy was he wrong. The trainers had not missed; his stall already had the jersey hanging and the nameplate was gleaming, "T. Lambert". It still didn't feel real. The team was even better. They greeted him with open arms and excitement at the prospect of seeing what he could do. Lambert was hit with a massive wave of deja vu the whole time, almost as if he had lived through this exact moment with the team. He knew, though, that this was going to be an experience unlike anything else. The hype died down after a while, and formal introductions were made. The warm welcome and the energy the team brought gave Timo one goal in his mind; he was going to prove to them that he belonged here in Carolina.