Noah was distracted from the question when the food arrived. His mouth watered at the smell. It smelled better, looked better, and would probably taste better than anything he'd ever eaten. And before he knew what he was doing, he was already eating.

Only then did he remember the question. "Hmm.." he hummed, to show that he was thinking, while chewing. The truth was, he had no idea how to answer it. He had never asked himself what he really wanted to do, because he had never thought he would have a choice. "I dunno... I'll take any job, I guess, as long as it pays the rent."