Dolemeck did not mind that their fingers were now interlocked. It actually felt nice. While he was close to many of the students at the school, this felt a bit closer, and more comforting.

"Well, maybe we can find some venison and make a shepard's pie sometime? I mean... traditionally you use lamb for that, but I think venison would taste just as good." He felt like he was still blushing a little, but did his best to ignore it. "And... you are more than welcome. It honestly does not matter to me if you are half white or not. You could be half alien and I would still want to be your friend."

The cake still had a bit of time before it was ready to come out and be iced, and then decorated with blueberries.