[ He won't get hurt, this is his bloody back yard, the thing he knows how to do better than anything else in the entire world. He wastes no time before vamping out and sure, the original plan had been to hold the raptor off or scare it away but when he finally joins Ianto at the door it's clear he did a little more than that.
It takes some effort to disengage the game face but he manages, wiping blood off with the back of his hand. Lizards taste nasty, as it happens. There's a scratch on his arm, slowly knitting itself together. ]