It's a good thing Andrew's holding onto the leash after all, because Märet is yanking on his end of it, trying to get away even though the feeling is already all over him. He isn't coherent enough to answer the question; he just keeps moaning and shouting, "No, no!"

"Märet!" Andrew realizes that something's wrong with both of them, from the way he can't stop shivering with the itchiness all over his body. The meta-meta panicking won't do anyone any good, though, especially since he suspects Märet may have guessed something about what's happening. To be fair, though, he could be simply having an episode in response to a frightening sensation. "Märet, calm down, what is it?"