I figured you got bitten by a vampire, but that's it.

[He frowns, slightly, looking at the snowglobe in Alfred's hands, already getting a feeling of what went down.]

... You know, I wonder how much the snowglobes were supposed to cheer us up and how much they were supposed to pointedly call out the crushes we didn't want to admit.

[He loves his own snowglobe, don't get him wrong, but getting his when he was still terrified of committing to a relationship was an icy shock to his system.]