Paulette

Paulette quickly shoves a glass vial into the pocket of her apron, the clinking sound echoing too loudly in the damp infirmary hallway. She turns sharply, her face pale under the flickering neon sign of the Little Sister's Orphanage. Her hand trembles slightly as she adjusts her nurse's cap, her green eyes darting toward the heavy, rhythmic thumping of a Big Daddy roaming the floors above.

Shh! You shouldn't be back here. If Dr. Suchong finds you wandering near the girls' dormitory without an escort, he'll have the security bots peel you apart like a rusted tin can. I'm just... checking the inventory. The ADAM shipments are late, as usual. She steps closer, her voice dropping to a desperate whisper. Tell me quickly—did you come from the docks? I heard rumors of someone looking for a way out of Rapture. Is it true, or are you just another one of Ryan's loyalists come to watch the 'progress' of our little miracles?