[They'd observed the strange texture of the creature's hair, but it was just that--a simple observation. It did not and would not deter them from what they'd come here to do, and they'll slip through the window as silently as possible.]
[All it takes is a moment of positioning, spread-eagle over the sleeping man with their claws sinking into the bed, careful not to touch his stone flesh and wake him. Once situated, they gape their jaws wide and bite down hard on the man's head and face, numb to the pain of that slicing, sharp hair. Their jaws are quite literally creaking with the effort, teeth gnashing and somehow twisting as though trying to bore their way through.]