[ when Yang bows her head slightly to look down toward the ground, toward the grass they're trampling on as they make their way, it does a pretty good job at hiding her eyes. her brows knit as she takes a few seconds to consider how to engage with the sentiment there. they've discussed this before. ]
Mmn. [ a noncommittal noise, a deep breath to buy her some time. a moment where echoes ring in her memory of one of the more intense arguments.
"people like us are in danger every day of our lives. that's not gonna stop if I stop, so don't you ask me to..."
it wasn't even with Levi. not with those words, but it would have been along those same lines. Yang's done a lot to shift her focus away from things that were outright reckless, but her passion for helping those in need didn't diminish an iota. she didn't think she had an obligation to put her powers to good use for the benefit and safety of others. no, she had the privilege of giving back to those that saved her.
when she felt the chill wind touch her cheek, she stopped walking and looked up. they were pretty close to the edge of the rooftop now. Yang turned away from it toward Levi and shrugged a shoulder. she smiled, though it looked a bit sideways still. ]
Well. You know me. I can't just help myself. [ which is a different phrasing and meaning to "I just can't help myself." but honestly that, too, applied. Yang has changed who she was over the years. the shifts were largely gradual, but they were there, and they would continue, but far as she was concerned she was still the same girl who arrived in New Gate City all those many years ago, with just one distinct, powerful difference:
no subject
Mmn. [ a noncommittal noise, a deep breath to buy her some time. a moment where echoes ring in her memory of one of the more intense arguments.
"people like us are in danger every day of our lives. that's not gonna stop if I stop, so don't you ask me to..."
it wasn't even with Levi. not with those words, but it would have been along those same lines. Yang's done a lot to shift her focus away from things that were outright reckless, but her passion for helping those in need didn't diminish an iota. she didn't think she had an obligation to put her powers to good use for the benefit and safety of others. no, she had the privilege of giving back to those that saved her.
when she felt the chill wind touch her cheek, she stopped walking and looked up. they were pretty close to the edge of the rooftop now. Yang turned away from it toward Levi and shrugged a shoulder. she smiled, though it looked a bit sideways still. ]
Well. You know me. I can't just help myself. [ which is a different phrasing and meaning to "I just can't help myself." but honestly that, too, applied. Yang has changed who she was over the years. the shifts were largely gradual, but they were there, and they would continue, but far as she was concerned she was still the same girl who arrived in New Gate City all those many years ago, with just one distinct, powerful difference:
she had purpose. ]