I noticed the Riolu at the same time she did, and, to be quite frank, I found those glasses infinitely more amusing than her inability to walk. It wasn't that I was prejudiced against those who needed glasses, by any means; they just looked so out of place on a Riolu. And that earned an extension to my smirk.
"Care to join us?" I asked. "Or are you fine with just spectating?"
...I may have accidentally made it a bit too obvious that my choice of words had contained a sly dig at our bespectacled observer. Unintentionally, of course. Still, nature of the beast, I suppose. People must have nicknamed this species I'd become 'Smugleaf' for a reason.