He bounces. "Can you teach me? I mean, please would you teach me some magic?" 

"Depends on what kind of mages people in your world can be. You're not very likely to be the kind I am."

He nods seriously. "How do we tell? I didn't even know there were kinds of wizards." 

"If you didn't know there were kinds your world might only have one kind. And if it were my kind you'd already know what I can do."

"So...you can't teach me?" He deflates. 

"My world only has one kind, too," Dion puts in. "And your wizards don't sound much like Jedi." 

"Mine has none and I think I might want to hire one of you for something at some point."

"Why do you have my face, stop looking like me and - and - and get out of here, or die, I don't care - "

"Do you own this place? Should I have known it was your private property?"

The fake person needs to stop being alive right now.

And now Vaayo is enclosed in a glowing translucent blue sphere, and a man in blue robes is standing between the two Vals.

"Violence against other patrons is prohibited in the Bar area," he tells Valanda sternly. "Would you like to talk out your differences in a civilised manner, take this outside, or take some time to cool off in a detention cell?" 

"I'm perfectly willing to kill it outside."

"...Does anyone... maybe want to explain... anything...?"

The newcomer turns smoothly to face Vaayo. 

"This man here just tried to kill you with his magic. I stopped him using my own, that being my job as Security. Under the circumstances, I thought it wise to preemptively ward you against hostile magic for the rest of this conversation, hence the light show," he adds, indicating the glowy sphere.

"But why does he want me dead?"

"Because you're a disgusting freak that shouldn't exist."

"What—is this about the thing where people without magic aren't people. Because that's still dumb. Anyway, I thought we decided that was only a thing in your world?"

"It has my face!"

"You weren't bothered by that a minute ago," Dion tries, without much hope of success.

"I didn't realize it was fake a minute ago!"

"So...he was acting like a person, so you assumed he was a person, and now even though he's still acting like a person you're assuming he's not. Because of your world's thing where all the people have magic, which is only a thing in your world."

"I don't care, it just needs to go away."

Vaayo would like to know if he can keep the magic shield thing while he's here.

"It'll stay up until my shift ends, which won't be until there's someone else on duty who can keep you safe," the Security guy says, sitting down on a barstool to spectate. "Milliways takes the safety of its patrons very seriously." 

Dion looks between Valanda and Vaayo.

"...maybe you two should be in different rooms for a bit. Valanda, wanna come see what's outside? Bar said something about a back yard."