"Nah, they ain't dead yet," Reno replied, laughing faintly. "And so far as I can tell, yeah, a Phoenix Down'll take care of anyone, so long as they ain't too far gone yet."

He wasn't sure where exactly the line was drawn. Tap-dancing on the outskirts of death? Some kind of thinly-drawn line that came before someone's spirit flitted away to the lifestream?

It hurt his head thinking about it, so he let that train of thought drop like a hot potato.