"Well, I mean a lot of people would be..I just uhm-drink people's b-b-bl-bl-blood! You know?"
(Okay, what disease?)
Night!
"Oh-like juice! I like juice-mom used to make lemonade...w-wait...where...? what...what was...I...s-shit-shit i-it's g-getting worse-"
(Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease-so basically what we're seeing right now is the early stages of dementia setting in-He already has trouble with swallowing and he's most likely gonna start losing speech soon-he's also got some problems with stiffness and rigid muscles as well as periodic spasms-)
his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, he looked down at him and hugged him, he was being very gentle while hugging him, he started to rub his back.
"Shhhh-Shhhhh-Calm down..calm down...your okay....I promise..just calm down..ca-ca-ca-ca-can you do that for me..?"
His voice was gentle and soft like his touch.