[Hey, Karev got arrested at eleven for stealing food to feed his family. He gets that.]
Writing was never my strong point. I kind of wanted to be out of the picture as much as I could, so they wouldn't count on me. [For more than he could give, considering he was doing everything he possibly could already.] I don't have weekends off or anything, and even if I did? I don't want to go back. [A little guilty in tone, but it's always-- enveloping, the whole mess of it. If he goes back, he gets tangled up in it and getting back out's hard.]