Considering they can blow themselves up without dying, I'm pretty sure it applies to them, too. A gash is nothing in comparison, so long as you stop the bleeding.

[Eh, give it a couple years. She'll adjust. Hopefully.

And whoa there, lady. Settle down. You missed the fire by almost three weeks. No need to get excited. She's going to have to wait a moment while Lightning puts up a filter, anyway.]

They were when I left town the next day. Unfortunately, so was the one behind the attack. [frown. Not pleased about that, obviously.] He got away before we could catch him. Teleported right out.