Time, as it tends to do, diluted some particulars and accentuated others. TransAngels was not a singular success; it was a movement of practices, subject to friction and failure. Meetings faltered, funds dwindled, and debates about governance became raucous in moments. But those frictions often became pedagogy—public lessons in accountability and adaptation. Eva’s drafts accumulated into handbooks; Venus’s ephemeral pieces turned into rituals repeated by others who found meaning and agency in them.