There's a small explosion- More noise than force and accompanied by a burst of red/blue light- And a human kid, very young, falls three or so feet to sprawl on the ground with a yelp, somewhere reasonably open. He's young- Maybe seven or eight. Wearing plain but nicely made cotton clothes slightly too big for him in browns and greens, with neat little hide boots and a tiny belt knife and a waterskin and a cloth-wrapped chunk of cheese and jerky that has fallen open. He sits up and looks around.

Count Dooku lives in a universe where most unusual events of this sort tend to be caused by the Force, which is more commonly used for illusions and trickery than teleportation. He is not all that confident there is actually a child in his house.

He pushes himself backwards from his desk, toppling it over in the process, and stands up. "Who are you?"

Oh no, he has run away into someone's house! And they're mad!

He raises his hands and looks for an exit and apologizes in an unfamiliar language.

(Wait, he didn't understand what that guy said either. He should be very lost.

He could try for translation even though he's never done it before... Or save it for a bright flash to try and run away...)

Dooku doesn't recognize the language. He says brief phrases in each of Basic, Bocce, Huttese, Dathomiri, and Togruti. If none of those work - actually, even if they do work, he's not quite fluent in several of them - he'll take out his communicator and turn on the translation function.

Oh are they trying languages? 

Heeeeeee only knows the one, and wants to run away, but also this man threw the heavy-looking desk and his house is weird and he will definitely catch him. So. No. 

Words. Words words words. Words? Words. Words words.

(Not a recognized language. Some vague similarities to several, but nothing solid, all random and low confidence.)

Dooku calls in a protocol droid (fluent in five and a half million forms of communication!) to check if this is a language too obscure for his communicator to know. And while he's at it, he'll also bring in a few guard droids in case there's an assassin hiding behind the innocent-looking Force illusion.

...say, what happens when he tries to feel the child's presence with the Force?

Aaaaah weird constructs. Yeah not running away was the right decision. He's too petrified to talk any more though.

(The force reacts like there's an ordinary human child who recently had something weird and energetic happen to them! There's a sort of trace in the spot he appeared, random noise.)

Unintelligible phrase? says Dooku.

The droids confirm that there are actual non-illusionary marks on the walls from the explosion! One of them pokes the child to see if it can make physical contact.

Ok now he's going to try to run away.

Dooku steps smoothly in front of the only exit. Raising his hand, he ripples the air in front of him, creating a barrier that should gently push back anyone who tries to go through it.

Hide behind the desk?!?

"I'm sorry okay I'm sorry I didn't know I'd be in a house ill leave I'm sorry-" and related babbling.

(The protocol droid does not recognize the language.)

How does one go about consoling a kid while not knowing their language and also not letting them leave because they were at the center of a Force anomaly. He could... communicate with the Force? He's not an expert on telepathy, but he can at least send over a vague feeling of reassurance, if that helps.

He stills, then squints.

Okay. Yeah. He takes a deep breath and then clasps his hands together with his eyes closed.

Okay! How does he communicate anything other than fuzzy sensations...

Well, he can at least start with a name, he supposes. "Dooku," he says, pointing to himself. "Six-LOM," he says, and points to the protocol droid. He points to Nico and then moves his arms in what is hopefully a questioning manner.

-Something twists in the force, very faintly. A tiny shift that might be even less noticeable than the change caused by his calming emotions.

In Basic, he says, "I'm sorry, I ran away, I- Am lost now. I'll leave, I'm sorry, please don't hurt me. This- Will not last long, I can't talk for long-"

What. "How did you get here?" he asks, his eyes narrowed.

"I ran away! I - burned some of my magic. Forever. But I got away."

Magic is a fairly common name for the Force, yes. What the rest of the sentence means is less clear. "I've never encountered any sort of power that would let someone teleport like you did! Nor one that would be... burnable? And what were you running away from?"

Grumpy face. "Well I did it! I wanted to be somewhere else! Be someone else-" He makes a face, and then starts speaking in the unfamiliar language again.

Some obscure Force power? Already mastered at this age... he'll need to check the kid's midi-chlorian count. But that can wait; he expects jabbing the kid with a needle would freak him out even more. "Are you in danger? Do you need any food, or rest, or - could you speak in Basic?"

Apparently he cannot. He's sure saying a lot of things though.

He was just saying things in Basic. "I can't understand whatever language you're speaking, and you've clearly demonstrated the ability to speak Basic, so - "

...did he?

He can't possibly be able to speak another language with the Force. But someone could have been speaking through him, or he could be accessing someone else's memories - that was at least close to inside the boundaries of plausibility.

And if it's a power that doesn't stay with him constantly, that either means it's something that requires a lot of concentration, or it's the sort of ability that only activates under intense emotional conditions. A dark side power.

So this kid, on his current most likely hypothesis, is able use what is likely the Force... possibly the dark side... to teleport... and to read his thoughts without him noticing... at high enough detail to get mastery of a language. Or quite possibly he's getting the details of the ability wrong, but the point is, it's something on that order of magnitude.

This is Chosen One levels of Force power.

Dooku needs to keep an eye on this kid. Still can't talk to him... well, he'll go over to his overturned desk, get out a hologram generator with plenty of stock images, and display holos of food, a bed, and a house, accompanied again by questioning body language.

He can do that but isn't doing the generic translation White is known for?

-Oh, wait, it's a device.

...Okay, anyone would be mad at someone TELEPORTING INTO THEIR HOUSE. So he should try to calm down. Yeah. Deep breath! 

He names the displayed objects, and himself.

"Nico-" He pauses and holds his hands close together. "Close." Fling arms outward. "Far. Nico [is] far far far far [from his] House."

Dooku nods. Holo image of a... no, actually, if he tries to ask whether Nico is hurt then it might mistranslate and look like he's threatening him, so scratch that question for now. How does he ask what Nico needs... can he establish the word "want"?

He takes off his cape - "cape," he says, pointing to it - and hands it to one of the guard droids. Shiver motion. "Cold." Turn back to the guard droid. "Dooku want a cape." Hold out hands with open palms. The droid hands him the cape back.

Turn back to Nico, questioning motion. "What does Nico want? Nico want house, Nico want food, Nico want bed, Nico want cape... what does Nico want?"

...Shrug? "Far [from] house? [Not] house? [I don't understand I'm sorry.]"