Summary: The Doctor outlasts just about everything.
While the Doctor could regenerate in order to heal himself of practically anything, his clothes sadly didn’t have that ability. It really was too bad. Looking at his old friend, his faithful companion on countless adventures throughout time and space, he heaved a sigh of regret. There was no doubt about it; his scarf was on its last legs.
It dangled limply from his hands, timeworn and fraying at the edges, painstakingly patched and darned so often the repairs were all that were holding the rest of it together. It wouldn’t last much longer.