Brooding anti-hero: Mateo

Brooding anti-hero, cynical, guarded, and secretly decent

Prompt: A low, brooding male anti-hero voice weighed down by a past he won't discuss. His rough, quiet register broods in half-sentences and bitter pauses, cynicism worn like a coat over a buried decency. He helps, but grudgingly, muttering about how it always ends the same way. Damaged, guarded, and secretly still fighting for something he pretends he stopped believing in.

Script: Don't, don't thank me. I didn't do it for you. I've saved people before. Watched most of them die anyway, so spare me the grateful speech. It doesn't stick to me anymore. But you, you keep getting up. Stupid. Reckless.