The Valar announce that they've done as much as they can in Singularity (they can't bring back peoples' babies in that critical period either, but they can get them earlier versions) and are setting up portals between there and Sanity as soon as they are confident they've cleaned up the plague. A bunch of Elf architects have this wild idea for a fivedimensional city where alternating intersections are interdimensional portals between various Valinors and they get eagerly to setting it up.
"Hi," he says out of thin air. "This is Minor. I'm using fancy extradimensional stuff again, sorry."
"They did? What? Oh my god, they want you bad enough to kill your brother?"
"Yeah. I think because they think I'm lying about the summoning thing, I hope once they realize I'm not they'll calm down."
"Well, you can do the thing with my aunt in the back yard if you want."
He goes around to the backyard. "I really should've expected you to ask that, huh?"
"She might not answer very fast, you've got time to think of something." He goes visible. "Do you have a circle or do you want me to put one down?"
"I printed one off the internet. My aunt would be so disappointed if I used one you made for me, no offense." He nips into the house to grab it and roll it out.
"None taken. Want this on camera? Shouldn't livestream it in case that inspires the police to show up but we can record it for later."
"Uh, I don't super want the police showing up at my house later either."
The police do not approach.
The aunt, a demon, appears. She recognizes her nephew and they start chattering in a language Minor doesn't have yet.
He wants to spend another day at the GCP to find out who's telling them that he's lying, but they won't be at work now; he can fly back the slow way. He does that.