It was for her father's memory that she'd once asked Douglas to call her by her real name... but it hadn't really stuck. Douglas was a creature of habit and after a few months of reminding him it was okay to call her Cheryl, she'd sort of given up.

But with Harry HERE... it was nice, letting him call her Cheryl, without fear of outing themselves to any cultists, even if everyone else knew her as Heather, so thoroughly that it'd be pretty hard to start correcting THEM now.

She falls silent as well, for a little bit.

... And then, after a moment or so, she pipes up again.

"... So... what kinds of dreams were keeping you up tonight?"

Yeah, she didn't forget the part where they were talking about him. Remember that, Cooper? Like, fifteen minutes ago. They were talking about you. Let's go back to that.