Ryuuko stood, taking in the maids' various responses--none of which approached something that could even approximate a useful answer. The black-haired one had been planning to set up nails... somehow. Setting up nails? What did she even mean by that? The blood on the one nail might suggest improvised caltrops but no thief would fall for [i]that[/i] and still complete a heist; thieves hat had no awareness of their surroundings didn't tend to last long.

"There was indeed a theft, of a particular magic vase. The assailant tracked blood, stemming from this nail no less, all the way to the scene of the crime. Yet you claim to not remember setting it up? Setting it up how, at that?"