And then, she starts with the shuffling across the floor to reach him, and putting her arms up, and making these little noises. It’s basically meaning “Put me on your lap and read me a story now, you funny old fucker. I don’t care if you’re meant to be weird; I don’t care if you’re meant to be scary. I don’t care what anybody fucking thinks about you. I want a story, and I want it now.” Who could resist that?