Outside of Raleigh’s tough girl exterior and heavy metal persona hid a total sweetheart. Henry wouldn’t have believed it when he first met her, of course, but during their terrifying plight, she slowly pulled down the façade. Beyond the butch appearance, the pentagram earring, the half-shaved head, and the unintelligible band logo shirt for Geriatric Genocide—what a putrid name, by the way— lurked a girl who could muster profound bravery when it was needed, paired with a heart almost too big for her chest to contain.
