He would have very much liked to not be. After everything with Niks, he wanted to float around the beautifully white world and exist in memory. Instead, he was being followed, hounded, and crowded.
"I am not one of you!" The fairy insisted, nudging at a tiny creature with his foot. "Get away from me. I am not an elf, you irritating moron. I am certainly not going to don that ridiculous scarf and sing your idiot songs with you!"
It was unfortunate that the creatures could sense what he was. Even more unfortunate that they didn't appear to know the difference between a fairy and an elf.
"Shoo! Be gone with you! Don't make me begin to get violent." It irritated him more when they just giggled.