We - we can't have been dead, and then have ceased to be so. Unless we're un-dead.

[A brief examination ascertains that both are breathing and that Rosencrantz flinches when he is pinched hard on the arm.]

There, see? Perhaps we only thought we were dead.

[He doesn't much seem to like that notion either, that this is heaven.]

Well if it is, it seems somewhat lacking in divinity. And answers!