[It's a nail on the head situation. Peter hitting that crack with pinpoint accuracy.

Everything that goes wrong with the war, the Resistance, their lives, Leo does feel responsible for. How could he not?]

...At what point do I start getting blamed seriously? [His voice lowers again, carefully even. He isn't angry at Peter, he's angry at the man who shot him. At the war, at himself.] No one ever blames me for anything even when all of this? Everything we're in right now is my fault.

[Sure there'd been some yelling at the start those first few months, maybe the first year. But it had all gotten set aside for the sake of community, cooperation. Leo and Raph having to step up and do what had to be done. And then Raph.. Well.

Leo carried a big brother sized weight on his shoulders not long after that too. And still no one blamed him.]

None of us would be in this situation if it weren't for me.