Is it awkward in here or is it just me

Having spent the better part of the night hovering over those stuck on sheep duty, Tyrian was a bit restless. It was hard to give up control over something he’d invested so much time in. In the wee hours of the morning he’d finally succeeded in telling himself he needed to let go and let them do their job. That hadn’t stopped him from tossing and turning the rest of the morning. He’d gotten up at first light for no other reason than that he couldn’t stand laying down doing nothing anymore.

In an effort to relieve some of the tension he felt, Tyrian was sharpening his claws on a fallen log when Sparrow’s voice rang out. He paused mid claw to yell back, ”Over here, Sparrow!” After a beat he extricated his claws from the wood and settled down sphynx-like on the log. ”Not busy at all. Whatcha need?”