The fox Pokémon notices the movement too late, and there's a yappy bark from him as the Lillipup barges in and snatches up his prize. Hey HEY that's his now, international rule of dibs and everything! That gets a shake from the Ivysaur, however, who looks less than impressed by the moment.

There's also not much the Ivysaur can do about the sunglasses, though this is hardly the time of year for them where the grass type was concerned. (The glare from ice isn't exactly his concern, avoiding ice all together is.) The vine releases Dresden once he's up, before turning towards the Riolu, who is still sniffling.

Then sitting up a bit straighter, as a woman emerges from the alleyway, expression one of concern.

"..What is going on here?"