The day was clear and sunny in the Caucasus. The surroundings weren't particularly quiet or bustling. Armenia ambled along the streets of Yerevan, his shoes tapping the pavement. With a Papakha hat and a black Armenian coat dress over his white long sleeve, he appeared polished and modest. Armenia darted a vacant glance at the streets.

"Mm..."

Armenia squinted, then resumed walking down the sidewalk.