[... So today in "conversations he never thought he'd have to have": so you drank my blood and were an undead monster, how are you feeling tho also help I'm freaking out here.
He has no idea how to open that conversation. He's at once his usual "need to be near Victor during all this" kind of anxious, but has no idea how/whether to approach him or how/whether to acknowledge anything for fear of just Freaking Out.
It's reassuring to see Makkachin, though - maybe he can just focus on that and nobody needs to talk about anything else every again................]