"You thought, let me see if I can get this right, that I am Sherlock Holmes, your best friend, vampire—although your personal version isn't—with a soul—because I imagine you would have greeted me much less cordially otherwise. And you have recently had a conversation with this fellow, wherein he related the circumstances of his turning, and then you went home and made sure no such thing would happen half a year into your own future."

Another sip of tea.

He doesn't mention the most obvious thing.