Yerig was starting to climb into his tent, but he stopped and turned when Sabine questioned him. "Hmm? Oh, well, I do keep myself in the best shape I can. Most probably would have retired long before me, but I still have purpose. In the middle of a fight, with your blood pumping and your mind focused, it's not too hard to ignore how sore it will all make me in a few hours. When I'm not fighting anyone, I'm free to take it easy, and to complain as much as I feel like." 

Slowly, Yerig sat himself down in front of his tent. "Also helped that Arinette gave me some potions in preparation for the ambush. Stamina, agility, things to help be get around a bit better. If you have anything like that, or could make anything like that, for me before we potentially fight a dragon, I'd appreciate it." He added.