Some sort of visual representation of Force abilities? - but what does he mean by everyone getting them? "Who has magic, in the place where you came from? And what do the colors do?"

"Everyone does? Red does strong things. Blue does changing things. Green does life things. White does thinky feely things. Black does... Building making things."

Missed a few words, there, but... that's not, as far as he can tell isomorphic to anything he knows about the Force. "Here, most people don't have magic - I have 'the Force', and it has no colors." Unless one were counting the light side and dark side, but that doesn't seem to line up with what Nico was saying about white and black. "Can you do some magic now?"

"....Huh! I can." Mr. Dooku is being calm and reasonable despite a stranger landing on him so he might as well. "Only a little every day. And no blue. I burned it out to get here. And most of my red." He makes a face. "[Theforce] isn't a color? What kind of magic should I do?"

A little every day... does it wear him out? Or is it actually on a cycle of some sort?

Dooku shrugs. "Black?"

He squints, then nods as if deciding something. He grabs a stick, also from outside, and does - something, leaving an impression inside the stick without particular effort. Then he grips it by both ends and pulls, but while it bends slightly, it refuses to break. "Make things tough, most people use it for that. But you can do other stuff." He holds up the rock, which is also Faintly Weird. "This'll go 'fwoosh' a little bit if you throw it! I made it when I was scared earlier, but you should know now."

None of that felt like Nico was using Force abilities, but Dooku can feel something going on in the stick and rock. Dooku checks the stick, and it indeed is difficult to break! What sort of "fwoosh" takes place when he throws the rock?

It lets out a bright burst of light and sparks like a little firework as it tumbles to the ground. This room is basically completely made of metal, so Nico isn't worried about it catching on something.

"I made it hold some red for a little bit!"

...huh. "How do you get these colors? How does not having blue work, and will you get more blue?"

"Uh, by accomplishing things? I burnt it. It's still there, but useless and itchy. I'll get more, but the burned ones will never go away and they'll count against me for slowing down getting more too..."

Sounds closer to Nightsister spells and rituals than anything else. Maybe he has control over some entirely undiscovered aspect of the Force?

Dooku pulls out the midi-chlorian measuring device and demonstrates it on himself, drawing a small drop of blood. "This sees if someone has 'the Force'. Can I use it on you?"

Blood?

"...But why? I'll leave if you want... I don't think I have that..."

"It's not that bad," he says. "I want to know about your magic, and how it is like mine, and how it is not. There was... many many many many years ago, people with the Force, people who can see things before they happen, and they said someone would come. A 'Chosen One' with new... Force things... someone who would change things and - "

Well! He's a complete idiot. "Do you have a dad?"

Glare! "Not anymore. He doesn't count, I hate him. But okay." He holds one hand out.

"Yes. Well. I am sorry, I didn't... they also said the Chosen One would have no father. Ever, even when they were... small and first came into the world. So that's not you. But maybe you do have some of the Force, even if you're not the Chosen One!"

According to the test, Nico's midi-chlorian levels are off the charts!

That is, if the charts are displayed logarithmically, because it's zero.

Zero midi-chlorians per cell, many hundreds below the minimum for any life-form in the entire galaxy, and ten thousand below the level needed to use the Force.

How is he alive. "Nico... can you tell me more about the world you came from?"

Is something wrong? "Like what?"

"Where is it? Is it near our stars, does it have a name, did people come there from another world?"

"It's called [Scope]. It had different stars. And a big brown moon."

"And what worlds was it near?"

Shrug? "I don't know stuff like that, I never got to go to temple-school."