Moral Science Class

I was booking Fi's trip to Chicago and we had an interesting conversation on text message.

Me: Seats: window or aisle?

Fi: Window.

(Five minutes go by. Then...)

Fi: Aren't you jealous of my window seats?

(I actually am, so it takes me a little bit to compose a reply that sounds neutral.)

Me: Well, I'll try to be grown-up about it.

(He has to rub it in.)

Fi: I'll give you a situation. What if there's a little child sitting in the seat next to yours, and s/he requests your window seat. Will you give it? Okay, I know you will, but will you feel bad about giving your window seat up?

(What an erroneous assumption. I hasten to correct it.)

Me: Of course, I won't give up my window seats. I work hard to get them. I book my seats especially because I want them! If the little child wants a seat, s/he should ask her/his mother to book them in advance.

(Apparently we started a discussion in Moral Science right about here.)

Fi: I spoke to Snorky Figgles about this. He says he needs to talk to you tonight about the value of sharing.

(This is hitting below the belt! Is he trying to tell me that I don't raise my little Figgles properly??)

Me: ... (speechless).

I went home. I did have a talk with Figgles that night. Any guesses what he said? Or, rather, any thoughts on what he should have said? Your take, please?!