"Not at all," said Ichabod. "The ship is still mostly the counting house, albeit long-transformed and changed. This room is of the counting house, so it will always be connected somehow. If the passageway falls off, some other way will open."
"Through the wardrobe maybe," said Arthur.
Ichabod looked at him sternly, his eyebrows contracting to almost meet above his nose.
"I doubt that, young mortal. That is where I keep the Captain's clothes. It is not a thoroughfare of any kind."
--Garth Nix, Drowned Wednesday (61)