"Do you think a couple of low-life Bio-terrorists will ever get thanked for saving people?" (Figure Sota would fit better, unless you'd prefer RWBY characters or OC's?)
[ ☼ ];;– "You mean if we would ever thanked for saving people?"
A small burst of flames escaped through her sigh. Quickly dissipating as the sigh itself. Yang leaned over the rail and gazed down at the denizens below from the rooftop.
Neither of them spoke for a few moments. Lavender colored eyes continued to stare below. Her mouth parted allowing words to invade.
"I would like to be," Yang admitted. "I want the everyone to know that I'm not some criminal. I'm human. Or at least recognized that I'm not a low life. I'm a human being y'know? A human being with super awesome powers, but you get the idea."