[ well, there's something marcos hadn't actually thought of before. he puts a hand on his chest, rubbing the spot where the blue emanates and cringes. ]

Not that I know of. They're usually too concerned about bringing those people back, you know. You die here, you come back.

[ as far as he knew anyway. ]

I haven't heard of people staying dead. I've heard of people disappearing and going somewhere else but not permanently dead. Not the people with the blue in their chests, at least.