[There's the faintest hint of a smile on Ashitaka's face as he notices the hint of pride. It's not something someone would typically be prideful of, but Mordred was... a unique case, in that regard.

The rest is slightly less reassuring. He wouldn't usually think that blowing everything up would result in something like that, but... regardless of what he thinks, he ends up nodding.] It is true; we did not have many options. It was either that or remain in captivity, so I understand why you did as you did.

[He didn't really feel as though he had much reason to be cross about it.

He is contemplative for a moment before he continues.] Thank you. [A beat, then,] I only regret that I was not of more use to our escape.