"What was he like?" Sean asked as he motioned the bartender over. "If you feel like talking about that part of things, that is."
Because people grieved in different ways and if this wasn't grieving, then he was pretty sure that it was damn close. Sometimes talking about the person helped, sometimes it didn't. He'd offered to listen, though, and he meant it.
Sean just wanted to get a feel for how willing she was to talk in the first place, mostly so he didn't inadvertently put his foot in it before they got too drunk to blame it on that.