He laughs, kind of. It's a whispered exhale of laughter more than a real laugh. "You're here. You're alive."

Stating the obvious is about as much as he can handle right now. Doing more would require him to look at all the feelings he's bottled up and set aside, feelings about Holdo, feelings about Paige. He lets Holdo go and looks behind him at the party inside. "You, uh. Want to come in?"