“Look, Mr. Bubbles!” chirps the yellow-eyed girl in her eerie voice, holding out a crude plush Big Daddy as she crawls from the vent. “It’s you!”
Incapable of speech, Subject Delta does not reply. The Alpha-Series Big Daddy reaches out with gloved hands and gently lowers Eleanor to the floor. She takes him by the hand and tugs him to the first corpse with every sign of affection. The Little Sister stabs her gruesome syringe into the corpse, draws blood, and gulps it from the nipple at the other end. “Mmm!” she says appreciatively, wiping the red from her lips, and giggles, before speeding ahead. Delta tromps along behind like a faithful hound.
This parody of fatherhood is the foundation of Subject Delta’s existence, and it comes to an abrupt end in a clever ambush set by utopian activist Sophia Lamb, Eleanor’s mother. But the famous psychiatrist, brought into Rapture to counsel its anxious population during the city’s golden years, has little interest in her daughter as a person. To her Eleanor represents a successor- a girl she has reared primarily to further her political aims, much as she has abused her psychiatry to gather supporters.