[Well that may be difficult, Volya's having something of a fight or flight reaction because its the goddamn Kaidanovskys in the flesh right there.]

Ya dazhe ne-

['I don't even-']

Eep!

[Volya slaps his hands over his mouth and for all the world looks like the tremendously nervous kid he is and actually backs off a little, gulping anxiously as he stutters out a few quick words before attempting to scamper off to hide somewhere.]

Iz... izvinite za bespokoystvo... Ya prosto ostavlyu!

['I'm sorry for disturbing you, I'll just leave.']