Nigel nodded along as he was spoken too. He was listening intently but his eyes were focused on the red vials before him. He didn't remember much of before tonight but the significance of these vials of blood was one thing he did recall. Nigel pocket one before turning to the others. 

"Well I look forward to meeting this Vicar Harold bloke. Perhaps he'll have some more information about my past. Is this amnesia a more permanent affliction or will it pass with time?" Nigel asked, unintentionally grilling the grizzled hunter with questions. Nigel wanted a good idea of what was going on before he left the relative safety of the clinic. 

Nigel walked over to both Arcturus and Ludolf to hand out the other two vials of blood. They likely had strength in numbers here and carrying around a half dead teammate was just as damning in a fight as running low on your own vitality.

"Just in case things get out of hand tonight." Nigel added as he handed off the vials.