"So we'll deal with it if things come up." Clay might not know what it was like to be black, but he had faced plenty of prejudice over other things like his size and his appearance and his accent. He didn't let it bother him so much anymore, especially if it was being directed at him by a human, but if it made a pack member uncomfortable than he was happy to use his white privilege where needed.
He downed a few pancakes and then looked at Logan. "Does this mean we're good?"