[ The dark figure does fade out into shadow as the hurried footsteps come closer, melting into nothing as if it was never there in the first place. Spike isn't thinking much on it in the moment, didn't even really get a good look at what it was and seeing as it wasn't a fucking lizard with kitchen knives for teeth, he doesn't care.
He comes to an abrupt halt in front of Ianto, quickly falling to his knees, looking for injuries. Kind of wishes he'd brought his coat after all, even if it meant tearing the leather. ]