We join Rotu on Day 7 as a deteriorated-looking Kathy plays with her feet. Why does everyone on this show play with their feet? It's like there's a box to check on the Survivor application that asks, "Do you like to play with your feet?" and a prerequisite for being picked involves selecting the "yes" box. Tammy tells us that it rained a lot during the night, and that their shelter leaked. She says their heads and feet got wet, and they all "froze [their] butts off." We see a shot of multiple sets of cold feet. In a confessional, Kathy explains that they don't have blankets, and that "blankets make all the difference in the world...so it's hard." Maybe if she looks under some more rocks, she'll find enough of those scrunchy-type things to weave a blanket of her very own. Tammy tells us that the first thing they started working on the next morning was fixing the shelter. As we see them working, The Moppet tells us in a confessional, "There's something about this tribe. I mean, there really is." He says they get a lot of strength from each other's "good cheer" and kindness and strong spirit. Don't they know that no one watches Survivor for the "good cheer"? Kathy lectures the others about the need for a "frond doorway" in their shelter. This is juxtaposed with a confessional from The Moppet telling us that the first few days with Kathy were difficult, but that she's made a 100% turnabout, and he loves her now. In her own confessional, Kathy explains that she "switched it around" and is now playing the game more low-key. She's just "goin' with the flow" and not worrying so much about things. I don't anticipate that will last for long, though, since she's clearly a control freak. Well, she's just a plain old unqualified freak -- but at this point in the show, she's most specifically a control freak. As Robert ties a native-looking necklace around Kathy's neck, he kisses her and says that it's a gift for bringing home food. She graciously responds, "Food, man. Food!"
Now the soft, tinkly music of The Non-Sexual Bond Between Elder Man and Cute Young Female plays. As we see that Neleh has burnt something at camp, Paschal raves in a confessional about her "little pixie look." He pronounces her name "Neh-lee-a" and I'm not sure -- because Peachy later pronounces it the same way -- if my "Neh-leh" pronunciation is wrong. But really, if you're going to name your child for the backwards spelling of someone's name, the pronunciation should be phonetic; you shouldn't try to be all clever about it. Because backwards is backwards, extra syllable or not. Paschal continues telling us that Neleh's attitude and "vivaciousness" remind him of his two daughters back home. Now Neleh tells us that everyone in the tribe calls her "Sweetpea," and she doesn't know why. Has she never seen Popeye? All she needs is a flower pot on her head, and she's all set. Neleh thinks Paschal has the greatest heart of everyone on the team. He thinks she's got the greatest ass of everyone on the team, so they're even. We see a clip of him loading her arms up with wood and making sure she's okay with carrying it. Oh, that gentlemanly Paschal: making sure the ladies are okay before continuing to load them down with crap. Paschal then snuggles up to and kisses the Moppet and Sweetpea. In a confessional, Paschal is pleased as he tells us "Pappy" has become his nickname, and let me say again that all of these maternal and paternal nicknames really bug me. I mean, these people are gone for thirty-nine days: do they really need to create new mother and father figures for that short a period of time? I mean, I go thirty-nine days without seeing either of my parents; I don't suddenly start calling the middle-aged woman one cubicle down "Mommy." It seems like a deliberate construct for the show, and one I will choose to ignore. Neleh says Paschal is always smiling and "giving tons and tons of love." She says she'd definitely have the hardest time voting him off. Seriously, if I was on Survivor for a grand total of six days and someone started giving me "tons and tons of love," I'd slowly back away.