"I'm fine," he said a little more firmly than he meant. He cleared his throat, snacked a bit and shrugged. "I'm not struggling exactly, just... having trouble finding the motivation? I don't feel like this stuff's going to do me any good once school is out. I'm going to be a business owner, not an Auror."
Part of him hoped that it was somehow possible to become a Quidditch player while running a business, but even as fanciful as Joseph Joestar could be... that didn't seem plausible.