[Accelerator's lips twitch as two thoughts cross his mind. The first one is that he's reminded of another tiny blonde girl, one from back home who woke up for all of thirty seconds to thank him for something before promptly clinging to his leg and falling back asleep. The other is wondering if this was what Last Order had to deal with all those times she tried to wake him up when he wanted to sleep. Both of them cause a wave of homesickness to wash over him, which is ridiculous, and he tries to ignore it.
He also opts for Plan B, which is a little kinder to the girl. Shifting his grip on his crutch, he carefully sinks down onto his knees, letting go of it so he has both hands to work with. Then he proceeds to take hold of the book and try to gently wiggle it out from underneath her, holding her head so it doesn't bonk on the floor.]
I loled, adorable
He also opts for Plan B, which is a little kinder to the girl. Shifting his grip on his crutch, he carefully sinks down onto his knees, letting go of it so he has both hands to work with. Then he proceeds to take hold of the book and try to gently wiggle it out from underneath her, holding her head so it doesn't bonk on the floor.]