"Yeah..." Donnie sighs, smothering another fit of coughs. "Maybe medical should look into it," he suggests once he can catch his breath again. "Get a timeline of when things started deviating, blood samples and brain scans..."

What else, what else... Although even then, such findings would only confirm an already clear problem. He closes his eyes, sighing again.

"...I don't know what to actually do about it though. It's...not like it was right in the first place to make them like they are. They should know. But I don't know how they'd take that information, if they'd even understand it..."