[What Evelyn intended to do was the same thing she does when other people feel as though they are incapable of sharing their burdens: by offering an experience of her own that she feels may be comparable, others feel safe in disclosing. The very same was done in her announcement; regardless of the dangers inherent in telling people how close she is to the edge, she knows it is better to put forth an effort. To risk it.
It is never necessarily that she is attempting to relate, or detract from someone else's pain, but make the already-difficult environment they're in a little less oppressive. She has to try.
Which is why she doesn't expect Frank Castle to volunteer as much as he does. It may be that she has constructed an atmosphere safe enough for him to do so, or that he sees a relation in her words that is an echo of his own strife. As he continues she can pinpoint certain similarities, but the others...
He lost his family. He lost everything to someone he vouched for, who was built into a system that was supposed to protect people like him, like his daughter.
Will Graham worked for a bureau that did not protect him, failed him so miserably he was framed for the very crimes he had strained to solve - he paid it forward in dismantling the world he built for Evelyn after earning her trust.
It's good, that Frank killed his commanding officer. It was earned. But it doesn't stop Evelyn from reaching for her locket and fiddling with the clasp, struggling to break the silence after so profound an admission.]
I'm so sorry, Frank. [Voice tight, she continues,] I know what that feels like.
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It is never necessarily that she is attempting to relate, or detract from someone else's pain, but make the already-difficult environment they're in a little less oppressive. She has to try.
Which is why she doesn't expect Frank Castle to volunteer as much as he does. It may be that she has constructed an atmosphere safe enough for him to do so, or that he sees a relation in her words that is an echo of his own strife. As he continues she can pinpoint certain similarities, but the others...
He lost his family. He lost everything to someone he vouched for, who was built into a system that was supposed to protect people like him, like his daughter.
Will Graham worked for a bureau that did not protect him, failed him so miserably he was framed for the very crimes he had strained to solve - he paid it forward in dismantling the world he built for Evelyn after earning her trust.
It's good, that Frank killed his commanding officer. It was earned. But it doesn't stop Evelyn from reaching for her locket and fiddling with the clasp, struggling to break the silence after so profound an admission.]
I'm so sorry, Frank. [Voice tight, she continues,] I know what that feels like.