(sorry for the delay guys!)
Razumikhin tried to compose himself, dusting off his trousers, replacing his hat onto his head, and then offering a hand to Rodya to pull him up from the concrete.
"Yes, I am-" he started, and then realising that his accent was far from English or American, he changed into Russian. "Ah- but you are Russian, are you not? As are we," he explained, gesturing between the two of them. "You are most kind to stop, but really we are absolutely fine, simply- startled, as you say. I've never seen a machine like this before, what a noise, what a speed, eh!" he explained enthusiastically.