Tara never will give herself enough credit. It's endearing and frustrating. Corrine grimaces, then smirks. "If you actually bought that act of mine, you're worse than I thought," she says.

"Tara, I had to fight everything I'd ever been taught mattered, too. It wasn't easy or pleasant. In the end, I learned it wasn't all wrong. And what's wrong with life through that lens, as long as you know and recognize that there's more? Of all the things in the world, you could be a firefighter, or a cop, or a figure skater. You chose to be a doctor, but it doesn't mean you're ignorant to other skills, or somehow deficient because those aren't the paths you chose. It's called adapting--"

She leans into Tara and nudges her playfully with a grin. "Like, that 'cope and move on' thing you nailed through my skull? A little like that?"