Cordelia didn't fight him during their walk. She didn't struggle, didn't even say a word. She was too busy trying to make sense of the vision she'd received, as well as figure out exactly why she was suddenly filled with such hope when she was about to meet what she was guessing was going to be a pretty violent end. And the statement that someone else was going to be the one killing her hardly made that fact seem any less true.
So she stayed quiet, contemplative, and was faintly surprised to realize that somewhere during her couple of mile death march her headache had actually disappeared entirely. In fact, she was starting to feel better than she had in quite some time. It was strange, but also didn't seem to much matter given the situation. Although she was grateful she didn't have to go through this with a migraine to boot.
Stumbling toward Jack, she managed to straighten herself and studied him for a moment. Ignoring what Jones had said, or at least not reacting to it, she questioned the other pirate almost immediately after he'd received his orders with an incredulous, "Are you wearing eyeliner?"