Otter Creek boredom

His uncle speaks of a replica scenario, one which contains another like him, with a woods as dark as the one he was born in. However, he refuses to believe in this alternate reailty, this possibility that he and all he knows is anything but original, unique. Perhaps now, he doesn't want to know what lay beyond the vast expanse of water he will never reach across, as impossible as his ability to do so would be, perhaps some things are best left to the imagination. For now. He does not pick up on his uncle's veer away from the subject, he does not care. He seeks to know what he doesn't already, and the inner workings of Cicero do not concern him greatly. Purposefully ignorant, he pushes further. "Is there an end to this world, beyond the dark woods, beyond the Teekon and the great ocean, do you think?" This time, he looks to the man, observing how he reacts to such a qustion. Vaati fully expects the man not to have an answer, but wonders if he will give one anyways, in the cryptic messages he usually takes.