No. He didn't think he'd stop, he had in the beginning, but not anymore. And even if he did apologize, he wouldn't believe. The cross slowly bled brown again, and once the charge was gone, the Cajun threw the cross down on the ground in front of the Doctor.
"Hail Mary, full o' grace, asshole." Sniped down to the Doctor, as he moved around him, bent to grab his shirt at the door, then walked out of the office, without a single glance back. He'd pull the shirt on over his head once he passed the altar, only to find that his hands and arms were shaking. That was when he realized how quick his heart was beating, and that his body was trembling some. The high was wearing off and he was starting to realize just how terrified he'd been-- and still was. Holy shit.