Prometheus peeked between his fingers, seeing that indeed Hades was in the hunched 'my dick is bleeding' position. He couldn't help it; he snorted.

"O-Ohh..." he coughed over his laugh, knowing Hades would probably have an apoplexy if he made fun of his predicament, and stepped into the room properly, closing the door with a lazy flick of his fingers. Honestly, he wasn't sympathetic to his friend's plight at all. It wasn't as if his dick had been bitten clean off (and even then, that would've been an easy fix).

"Oops!" he said cheerily, "I did wonder why your voice was so high pitched, eheh... but, since it's my fault, I'll fix it. In fact..." his eyes lit up as he stopped next to the bed, snapping his fingers, "This is the perfect opportunity to test my (prototype) healing Concept!"