Marafi is smiling like... well, like the cat who got his mark, in fact. It's a smile he doesn't lose when Danny offers him the coin, but his furry brows go up a bit, ears twitching forward beneath his hood and tail curling upward with interest.

"There is always someone willing to take coins from a humble Khajiit." He'll take the coin, feline pupils widening as he studies its flicker and shine in the low light. "Marafi offers you his gratitude for such a profitable partnership. May your road lead to warm sands, friend."