Cho's still not turning around. Nope. No way, no how. "Yes. And if you tell me that I'll feel better once I give in, I'm sorry, but I may have to hit you." Which, yes, the fact that she can't actually see him might make that difficult. But she can hear him behind her. She's fairly certain she could make an educated guess.

This whole place is like a Big Brother breeding farm. She feels utterly alone and trapped and strangely like she's going to cry. Except she can't. Because if she starts she's not sure she'll be able to stop. She just wants to go home. And her shoulders jump as she hiccups, swallowing down the surge of unpleasant emotion.