Doc Holliday and Raleigh Becket
Raleigh knew that his brother was a rarity. Yancy had been one of the best people that he knew. His big brother had been his best friend. Someone that he'd fought beside for so long. They'd just been scrappy fighters and not someone he thought the Pan Pacific would want, yet they'd been the one in Gipsy Danger. The ones who headed out to protect those that needed protecting.
He listens as Doc mentions he didn't start participating in fight night until about a month ago. How the other had observed it a few times beforehand. "Hey, if that's how you needed to do it and was the best way for you, then good on you." Everyone, after all, had different ways of doing things.