Tendi, who knows what it's like to feel like you're somehow different and wrong compared to the rest of your people, nods solemnly. "Mixed species offspring often have a hard time in my world, too. Even in the Federation, where there's a lot of acceptance. And that's without dealing with the, um, rest of it." Not that that was Tendi's excuse. She managed to be bad at being Orion all on her own.

The corruption she has no immediate analogue for, but it sounds like it'd be rough to adjust to, such an extreme change to your body and how you see yourself. Even if it did turn out all right in the long run.