After a bit of conjuring they do.

They can submit a commendation to his superior officer by e-form!

They'll do that but can they also meet him. 

He will be off duty in four hours.

...fine. They meander around Imbrium. Maybe someone will recognize him.

Somebody seems to but doesn't approach, just whispers to her companion.

He'll stand around, next to Timothy, not being scary.

Somebody else squints, maybe checking his binding, but is satisfied.

And after a while they go back to the police station.

Officer Oliver is getting off work and waiting for the rail to go home on.

"Uh, excuse me?"

"Oh! Hey little demon."

"Hey. I - wanted to say thank you. For letting me go home. I was really scared no one would care and I'd be there forever."

"Well, hey, that's my job. What was up with the telepathy?"

"Elf tech. I wasn't supposed to use it like that, people'll panic if demons can talk even when they're gagging us - and most demons can't, Elf stuff doesn't automatically work with our brains, I had to do a lot of tinkering - but I was just so scared you'd leave and then -"

"Elves. What a time to be alive."

"They're pretty cool. They don't gag us. Can I get you anything while I'm here?"

"Will your summoner let you?"

"Yeah of course."

Then Officer Oliver would like some things for his kids.

And Timothy nods and Minor makes them.

"Thanks very much!"

Nod. 

He catches his railcar and goes home.

"...want to stop by Richard Moon's."