I need your clothes, your...nah just your clothes

Work, work, work, then run, run, run.

After my run I popped into the conservatory to grab my dry clothes...I know, such an exciting life...as I walked in I was greeted by a this behemoth flitting around and trying to fly through solid glass. I have no idea where it came from but then it decided to have a rest on a sleeve so I grabbed a quick blip.

They don't really eat clothes do they? Do I have to buy a new wardrobe?