When the studio was finished, Ana invited Elias for the opening: a handful of friends, a small table of clay and wine. The space felt like a statement—functional and warm, a place designed to catch light in the afternoons. She gave a short, earnest speech about making and risk and finding rooms that hold you. She mentioned the modeler who had translated her needs into plan and promise; everyone clapped. Elias kept his gratitude small and honest.