Is it really a surprise that Athos had come to help? The man who stood at a towering six feet and seven inches would have stuck out like a sore thumb moving in the village, so he avoided the general eye by sticking to the shadows and moving swiftly once he was inside the town. It wasn't needed, per say, but the way this town looked, poverty was big. It could be more beneficial for no one to know who he was, or to have seen him, if he decided to raise a bit of hell once this was all said and done.
Of course, as he came into the Inn, the owner looked at him and just gestured towards where Ichirou would be. I mean, two fit, armed men coming in so relatively close to one another? Of course they were together.
Speaking of being armed, this time Athos had brought two weapons with him, three if you want to get technical. On his back rested the large broadsword that was Rebellion, on his waist was the sword known as Oken, and on his elbows and knees were the pieces of technology that he called Tutumen, something he had personally created. Besides that, he wore the same thing as last time, a basic sleeveless black shirt and pants to match, with no shoes.
As he came up to the door of the room, if it was unlocked he'd walk into the room but if it was locked, well, he'd knock on it. But he did make sure to try the handle first.