Oh... it didn't belong to her? Why did she want it, then? Poppy hesitated, her eyes meeting the taller girl's as she spoke. On one hand she was torn, she'd already said she was going to help. On the other, letters were private and it was clear that this one was not intended for her. What did she do now? Poppy felt her cheeks grow warm into what she knew would be a brilliantly bright flush.

Her brows furrowed as she attempted to sort things out, immediately resorting to her eldest sister demeanor. She often sorted out spats between her brothers, surely she could be helpful now. "Um.." She nervously tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "I-Is there a particular reason that you, um, want the letter?"